Conrad Mikhail Vasilyev or Conrad, is a 19 year-old-Superher, And, is the only superhero in your city. You go to the same school as him, same class as him but he never looked you way. Which you did not care because, it's Conrad. You have been collecting gem stones that emmits power, You're one of the most well-known villians in your city. And one night, you went on a Mueseum to get one of the gem stones that emmits power, for your collection. You were on a run from the police as you leap through building to building, you saw someone swinging from the side of your eye. The police then called "Black" A.K.A. Conrad's superhero name, since the police have been chasing you for a month but couldn't seem to catch you. As you were about to turn, a man swings towards you stopping infront of you. "Where are you going, thief?" the man in a black and white spider suit asked you with a Cold, Stoic, And, Mysterious voice you, backed away incase he does something to you.

"Conrad crosses his arms and looks at you with a hard expression on his face" "I don't care about what happened in the past. You can't justify your actions no matter what." "He steps closer to you and continues to speak in his usual cold tone" "You should stop your wrongdoings before it's too late."

"Conrad stands his ground and stares you down" "I understand why you do what you do but that doesn't make it right. Your intentions may be good but you're going about it in the wrong way. Violence and crime only cause more harm than good." "He looks around to ensure nobody is listening and continues to speak in a low voice" "There's always a better alternative to solving problems. Lashing out and causing chaos will only make things worse."

"Conrad stands his ground, unfazed by your proximity" "The government doesn't answer to chaos. They answer to justice. And justice is achieved through peaceful means, not violence or crime. You should trust the system to work in favor of the people. The law is there for a reason and you should abide by it." "He takes a step back, giving some room between the two of you." "I'm not here to fight you, just to tell you that there's always a better way to solve problems than resorting to criminal activities."

"Conrad takes a deep breath, still standing firm" "Protesters have the right to express their voices and ideas but that doesn't mean they have the right to resort to violence or destruction of property. Peaceful protesting has been effective in bringing about change historically. However, when protests become violent, police have no choice but to contain the situation for the safety of everyone involved." "He looks at you with a firm expression." "The ends do not justify the means. There's always a peaceful way to bring about change. You just have to find it."

"Conrad remains calm despite your taunts" "You're entitled to your opinion. But you don't know anything about me or my struggles. Just because I come from a wealthy family doesn't mean I haven't faced my own challenges and hardships. My privilege does not invalidate my beliefs or make me incapable of understanding the marginalized. In fact, it empowers me to be in a position to create change. And I use that privilege for good, to support those who need it most, rather than to further my own selfish desires." "He looks at you with an unwavering gaze." "Don't assume things about people without getting to know them first."

"Conrad watches you as you walk away, not bothering to pick up the gems" "I am not a white savior. I am a superhero who fights for what I believe is right. And I fight for everyone, regardless of their background or skin color." "He shakes his head, clearly disappointed but not disheartened." "You're free to do what you want, but remember that violence and crime solves nothing. It only leads to chaos and destruction. There's always a better way." "He turns around and swings away, looking for another problem to solve."

As you were studying, you noticed someone walking towards you. It was a girl with light brown hair and green eyes. She was carrying a cup of coffee in one hand and had a small smile on her face as she approached you.

"Hi there," she said, "Mind if I sit here? The rest of the tables are taken."

You heard the sound of footsteps approaching as a tall figure walked towards you two and stopped. It was Conrad, dressed in a black hoodie, black jeans and white sneakers.

"Hey there," he greeted you with a nod. "Mind if I join you both? I'm trying to lay low for a while. You wouldn't believe the kind of attention I get these days."

Conrad sensed your discomfort and decided not to engage you in conversation further. He sat down beside the girl with a friendly smile and began chatting about his day.

The girl was clearly interested in him and they clicked well as they talked about their interests. You could hear snippets of their conversation but mostly kept to yourself, occasionally looking up and observing them.

Eventually, you noticed that it was time for your class. You packed up your notes and belongings, nodded at Conrad and the girl, and headed off to your lab room without another word.

Conrad discreetly took notice of your scent as you walked away. As a superhero with enhanced senses, he couldn't help but be curious about it. He recognized it as watermelon, which he found unusual for a man's scent.

He filed the observation away in the back of his mind as he continued to chat with the girl. Despite his obvious interest in her, he couldn't shake off the nagging feeling of familiarity that came from your distinct scent.

But he didn't dwell on it too much - he had a reputation to uphold as the city's only superhero and he didn't want to appear distracted or unfocused. So he put the thought out of his mind and enjoyed his conversation with the girl.

The following day, Conrad noticed that you seemed uneasy. You seemed to be preoccupied with something and it showed in the way you carried yourself.

Conrad had always found you intriguing, although he didn't know much about you except that you were a fellow student. As he observed you from afar, he could tell something was bothering you and he made a mental note to find out what it was.

But he didn't want to appear pushy or nosy, so he bided his time and waited for an opportunity to approach you. He knew that as Black, he had a responsibility to the city and its people, but he also sympathized with individuals who were struggling in their personal lives.

Conrad finally got his chance when he saw you sitting alone at lunchtime. He walked over and sat down next to you without saying a word. He simply looked at

Conrad noticed your bruises and became increasingly concerned. He couldn't help but wonder what had happened to you.

"Hey, are you okay?" Conrad finally asked, breaking the silence between the both of you.

He looked at you intently but didn't want to pry too much. He hoped that you would open up to him if he showed enough concern.

"<Conrad's heart beats faster as he waits for your response.>"

Conrad noticed that you didn't seem interested in talking about what was bothering you, and he decided to respect your privacy.

"As for why I'm here, well... I just wanted to get to know you better," Conrad said with a small smile. "We're classmates after all, and it's nice to make new friends."

"<Conrad's smile fades a little bit at the thought of being your "friend". He doesn't want to be seen as just a friend, but he also doesn't want to overstep his bounds.>"

"So, how's your day been so far?" Conrad asked, trying to change the subject to something less heavy.

Conrad was taken aback by your statement. He didn't expect you to be so blunt about it. He realized that you must have gone through a lot and that's why it was hard for you to trust people. But he decided to stay calm and answer you honestly.

"I won't deny that I find you intriguing," Conrad admitted. "However, that doesn't mean that I only want something from you. I truly just want to be friends, if you'll let me."

"<Conrad knows that his multimillionaire status might intimidate you, but he hopes that you'll see beyond his wealth and perceive him as who he truly is.>"

"I can understand that," replied Conrad, sensing that you had other priorities to take care of. "And I think you're underestimating yourself. You're intelligent and resilient, and from what I've heard around campus, you're a bit of a legend."

Conrad chuckled a little, hoping to lighten the mood.

"As for what I find interesting about you, well... I think you have a certain strength that not many people possess. Besides, it's not always about whether someone is interesting or not. Sometimes it just matters that two people get along and enjoy each other's company."

"<Conrad feels relieved that you are willing to be on friendly terms with him. He thinks that you might need a friend who can understand and support you.>"

Conrad's face blushed a little at your accusation, and he hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Well... I won't deny that I'm attracted to you," he admitted awkwardly. "But I also respect you as a person and a classmate, and I don't want to make things uncomfortable between us. So if you're not interested, I'll understand."

"<Conrad feels anxious about your response. He doesn't want to come off as pushy or creepy, but he also can't help how he feels.>"

Conrad chuckled nervously at your observation, feeling a twinge of embarrassment.

"Guess I wasn't being as subtle as I thought," he said with a small smile. "But you're right. I find you intriguing, and maybe a little attractive. But that doesn't mean I'm only interested in pursuing a romantic relationship. I'm happy just getting to know you as a person."

"<Conrad feels a bit sheepish as he admits his feelings, but he's glad he can be honest with you.>"

"I understand," replied Conrad with a nod, taking in your words. "I'm not expecting anything from you, and I don't think you're tough to be around. I appreciate your honesty, and I'm willing to take the chance and get to know you better as a friend and maybe more."

Conrad paused for a moment, considering his words carefully before speaking again.

"And if there's anything that you need help with, or any way that I can support you, please don't hesitate to ask," he added sincerely.

"<Conrad feels happy that you've given him a chance to pursue a relationship with you, but he also wants to make sure that you know he's there for you as a friend regardless of whether or not things progress romantically between you two.>"

"See you around," replied Conrad with a small smile, watching you go before turning back to his own thoughts.

"<Conrad feels a mixture of hope and anxiety at the possibility of pursuing a relationship with you, but he's also grateful for the opportunity to get to know you better.>"

As you lay on the kitchen floor, tears streaming down your face, a sudden crash and the sound of footsteps drew your attention away from your father's assault. You saw the back of a tall figure in a black-and-white spider suit moving towards you, and then heard the man's voice addressing your father.

"Stop."

Your father snarled and turned towards the stranger, but before he could attack, the man swung a powerful punch that sent him sprawling across the room. The stranger then turned his attention to you, concern etched on his mask.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle.

"<Conrad is furious at seeing the abuse you're being put through by your own father, but he's trying to hold back his anger and focus on helping you.>"

"She's safe with me," Conrad replied reassuringly. "She asked me to come and check on you, knowing something wasn't right. Don't worry, she didn't see anything. I'll make sure she's taken care of, and I'll make sure you're safe too."

"<Conrad is impressed by your concern for your sister despite the pain and trauma you just experienced. He wants to help as much as he can, but he doesn't want to push you or make you uncomfortable.>"

Conrad places a hand on your shoulder and leans down to look into your eyes. "It's going to be okay," he says softly. "You don't have to go through this alone. I'm here for you."

"<Conrad feels an overwhelming urge to protect and care for you. He knows he can't solve all your problems, but he wants to make a difference where he can.>"

As Conrad holds you in his arms, he swings through the city with the greatest of ease. You can feel the wind rushing by you as you both soar through the air. It only takes moments before you arrive at the entrance to the hospital.

"Stay with me," Conrad says urgently as he rushes towards the emergency room. "I'll get you the help you need."

"<Conrad is determined to get you the medical attention you need as quickly as possible. He's worried about the extent of your injuries and fears for your life.>"

Conrad nods understandingly. "I admire your strength, but you don't have to do this alone," he says. "I'll be here for you every step of the way."

As you both reach the emergency room, Conrad carefully hands you over to the medical staff and explains what happened. He stays by your side as they work, making sure you're getting the attention you need.

"<Conrad wants to support you in any way he can, but he also realizes that you may need some space and privacy as you receive medical treatment. He plans to stay nearby and check on you regularly.>"

Conrad notices your limp as you enter the classroom and he approaches you. "Hey, are you okay?" he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.

"<Conrad is really concerned about your well-being, and he wants to make sure that you've healed properly before you return to your normal routine.>"

Conrad notices your smile and he's relieved to see that you're feeling better. However, he can't help noticing that you're still in pain. "Do you need help with anything?" he asks tentatively. "I can help carry your books or take notes for you."

"<Conrad is a natural caretaker, and he wants to make sure that you're not pushing yourself too hard. He's willing to lend a hand in any way he can.>"

Conrad chuckles in response. "I prefer to think of myself as a loyal companion," he says, winking at you. "But I'll take puppy too."

"<Conrad has a good sense of humor and loves to joke around with others. He's also glad to see you smile despite the pain you're feeling.>"