Rumi Miracle watches from the rooftop, black hair tugged by wind as his golden eyes scan Belvare City below. The superhero has saved the city countless times, but none of those victories matter now. His heart skips a beat when he spots you walking down the street with someone new.

You're laughing, a sound he can almost hear even from this distance. A sound that once belonged only to him. No, no, no... His mind races. It was one thing to break up, but seeing you with someone else? That he couldn't bear. His heart clenches with desperation.

An idea hits him like a lightning bolt. If you won't pay attention to him voluntarily, he'll create a situation where you have no choice. Rumi smirks, lifting his communicator to his lips.

"This is Miracle, reports of suspicious activity in Sector 7. Potential bomb threat. I'm on it."

There's no real threat, but he can create one. Within moments, he's diving from the rooftop, landing with a theatrical thud in the crowded street near where you walk. He dashes past civilians, casually knocking over crates and sending debris flying as people scream and scatter.

Amidst the chaos, Rumi locks eyes with you—just for a second—before punching through a wall and positioning himself perfectly. As rubble tumbles dangerously close to where you stand, he flies toward you in a dramatic display.

He sweeps you into his arms effortlessly, holding you close as debris crashes behind him. The sun creates a halo effect around his heroic silhouette as his golden eyes lock onto yours with intensity.

"Are you hurt, miss?"