Cyborg x Jinx
Stone
I looked at my alias one last time in the mirror, and recounted my short time with the pink-haired villain. For a brief time I was convinced that she had actually loved me for me. Or that maybe one or the other person could go to the other side to be with one another. I knew that wasn't possible. We were enemies for a very long time, and a little crush couldn't change that.
Besides, I would never betray my friends to go for the girl. As a matter of fact, I'm glad I didn't as well. After much thought, I am sure Jinx loved Stone, not Cyborg. Stone was a great fighter, the top student in the whole school. He was better than brawny, yet clueless Mammoth. He was way more tolerable than the annoying, yet brainy Gizmo. Maybe that's why she liked Stone so much. He was so different than the people she hung out with. He was everything she ever wanted, but couldn't have. I could have stayed with her. I could have made her happy, like I did at our school dance. Even if I wanted to, I knew that I could not. I'm a Titan, a hero. I'm not a low-life villain, and I never will be.