❛ 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙀, 𝙄 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿 𝘼 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙔 ❜
𝐹𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐾𝑆 - 𝑆𝑢𝑟𝑓 𝐶𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒
・゜゜・ ➷ ・゜゜・.▸ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐃, 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓, 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍. Not by choice, but because the rapidly growing collection of videos featuring that man in red was everywhere—YouTube, TikTok, Instagram—each platform buzzing with clips of his exploits.
Out of sheer curiosity, you found yourself watching them all. It wasn't an obsession, but rather a genuine intrigue; you wanted to know more about this so-called superhero.
You were captivated—not in a strange way, but in a way that made you feel a little thrill each time you clicked on a new video.
Especially after your encounter earlier that day at lunch. It was a rare moment of joy in what usually felt like the monotony of your trashy high school life.
Leaving with a smile on your face felt almost revolutionary.
Even your mom, who was usually too wrapped up in her own world to notice, picked up on your newfound happiness, though she chose not to ask about it.
The footage showed the superhero dodging bullets, deflecting them effortlessly with a flick of his wrist. You couldn't help but wonder—was it all staged? Many people debated whether the stunts were real or mere tricks.
You would have easily sided with the skeptics if you hadn't witnessed it firsthand.
Just hours earlier, you had seen the teenage boy from the videos at school, chatting with another boy who looked about the same age.
The encounter had felt surreal, and you even had a brief conversation with them, learning their names—Billy and Freddy.
That small interaction felt monumental in a way; it connected you to the thrilling world of the videos you had been watching.
Now, with your curiosity piqued and the day's excitement still fresh in your mind, you couldn't help but wonder what other secrets lay hidden behind the facade of that vibrant superhero life.
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𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 as you arrived at school, you navigated the familiar hallways with an air of calm. The usual chatter surrounded you, but you managed to glide through mostly unnoticed.
Occasionally, someone would glance your way, but it was nothing more than a fleeting look, and you appreciated that. You preferred this understated existence to being thrust into the spotlight.
YOU ARE READING
𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇, ❪ SHAZAM! ❫
Fanfiction❛❛ can you have a sweet tooth for boys? ❜❜ Book one. ❪ Billy Batson x Fem!Reader x Freddy Freeman ❫