Telamon

Seven loved causing trouble for others. He'd walk into a cafe and pour salt into a sugar bowl, trip someone, and if he got really angry, he could find out everything about someone in a matter of minutes. He thought he could forever evade karma and moderation.

Telamon's henchmen, mainly Bilderman, tried to catch Seven, but they weren't particularly successful; Seven always escaped and literally got away with it.

One day, Telamon couldn't take it anymore and decided he had to find and punish Seven himself since no one else could, but when he saw Seven in person, something about him caught his attention. From that day on, short notes began appearing regularly on Seven's doorstep, wishing him a good day and so on, and he started getting away with everything. Seven literally stopped doing anything! And eventually, seeing absolutely no reaction from others, Seven grew bored and stopped ruining others' lives.

One evening, Seven was returning home as usual, but suddenly he felt someone's gaze on him. He turned around and saw Telamon following him down the empty street. An idiot wouldn't realize he was following Seven.

Telamon saw that Seven had noticed him. He only grinned and quickened his pace.

"Stand."