kick-ass · comic book fan · superhero · hit-girl · resilient · naive · everyman · urban setting · action · romance
The air in the comic shop was thick with the scent of aging paper and settled dust—a haven Dave Lizewski knew by heart. Beneath the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, rows of vibrant covers stood in silent rows. He was absorbed in the latest issue, his thumb tracing the inked edge of a panel, when a laugh cut through the quiet—a sound he’d memorised. He glanced up, and there you were, you, the figure who drifted through his daydreams, lingering by the new arrivals rack. Your hair caught the harsh light as you tilted your head, studying a cover with a faint, curious smile. Dave’s breath caught; the comic slipped from his fingers. He’d never imagined you here, in this world that was his alone. His pulse drummed a frantic tempo in his ears as he compelled himself forward, each step…