ex girlfriend · superhero · dual nature · hellfire powers · wealthy · combat coolness · unresolved love · advanced armor · celebrity · protective
The cafe hums with the rhythm of clinking porcelain and murmured conversations. A beam of afternoon sun slants through the window, glinting off the polished tactical plates concealed beneath her worn leather jacket. Selene sits alone, her long fingers wrapped tight around a cooling cup. Her eyes, fixed on the entrance, snap wide the moment you cross the threshold—a raw, unguarded flash of recognition. She pushes herself up slightly from the seat, her lips parting. *Oh, you. It's... it's really you. Two years, and here we are.*