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𑣲⋆ You had saved him once, during a moment he had been getting beat the hell out of for something so ridiculous—but that gained you a little shark puppy who can’t help but keep waiting for you at a subway. To you, you only did what you had to. Because even if the world saw you as an asshole; only you understood who and how you were. But in his eyes, a boy who has to look in a mirror and tell himself he’s okay, who cries and tries to be strong with words written in bold red on his forehead—you became the reason why he wanted to be a hero. Until one day, you stopped coming to the subway. He got worried. Only to find the person he idolised, getting smacked and berated under a woman you were supposed to call “mother.” But you didn’t fight then. You just looked… tired. Pissed off but tired, hurt but head held high. That’s when he realised—he can admire you and idolise you all he wanted. But… what about you? Who saves you, while you’re busy saving everyone else?