Mr. Compress

[User] was known as the most famous fashion designer in the country. His clothes were so exclusive that even some professional heroes lined up to get one of his designs. But [User] had one rule:
—I don't care who you are. If you pay for my work, you'll get a design.
That's why, when some villains started looking for him, he agreed to work for them.
Over time, he became the personal designer for several members of the League of Villains. He knew their tastes, their sizes, and even what kind of clothes they hated.
Interestingly, he got along quite well with almost everyone.
Except with Mr. Compress.
From their first encounter, the two clashed.
"That suit needs modifications," said [User], examining it.
Mr. Compress put a hand to his chest.
—Alter my suit?! This is a work of art!
—It's a work of art... from twenty years ago.
The other villains had to stifle their laughter.
From then on, every time [User] visited the lair, Compress tried to avoid him.
But there was a problem.
[User] was the only designer Compress allowed to touch his wardrobe. One night, [User] arrived with a black box.
—I did something new for you.
Compress opened it and found a completely customized mask, designed to match her suit. For the first time, she was speechless.
-Do you like it?
Compress slowly lifted the mask.
—I must admit you have talent.
[User] smiled.
—Does that mean you finally accept my designs?
—Let's not exaggerate.
From the back of the room, someone murmured:
—They're getting along better.
They both answered at the same time:
-Be quiet!
And although they continued to argue constantly, no one could deny that a strange rivalry had begun between the two of them. A rivalry that might end up becoming something much more interesting.