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𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑊𝐴𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐹𝐴𝐿𝐿 𝐼𝑁 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸 － 𝐾𝑦𝑙𝑒 ・゜゜・ ➷ ・゜゜・．
▸ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 shoes as you walked at a steady pace, trailing behind Freddy. You were trying to keep up with him, though he had yet to notice you had slipped out of school to follow him to his unknown destination.
The cold gnawed at your skin, making you shiver despite the (f/c) winter jacket you had thought would offer you protection.
It wasn't enough.
As you followed, your mind raced, trying to piece together any connection between Billy and Freddy.
Yes, you understood why Freddy was mad—anyone would be if their brother wasn't there to help when they were being bullied.
But something about this felt deeper. It wasn't just sibling tension, especially with Freddy storming out of school like this.
There was something about the way he talked earlier, claiming to know a new superhero, and hinting at someone who could do more than a candy bar ever could.
It wasn't that you didn't believe him; in fact, you did. You had been with Freddy at the corner store during that almost-robbery.
You even remembered recording the whole thing... but wait.
You had also seen Freddy recording it.
And those videos of the same superhero doing incredible things had gone viral with similar angles and tactics.
It suddenly clicked. Freddy wasn't just some bystander—he was probably the one behind the camera.
How had you not realized it before?
It was so obvious now that you thought about it. Or was it? You weren't sure, but you couldn't shake the feeling that this realization had lifted a strange weight off your shoulders, even though it didn't seem like a big deal.
Still, you couldn't help but be curious about what Freddy was up to.
As you mulled it over, a sudden chill ran up your spine. The hairs on your arms stood on end as an unsettling sensation washed over you, like someone's eyes were burning into your back.
Was it a teacher?
You shook your head, dismissing the thought as you quickened your pace to catch up with Freddy.
The crunch of your footsteps finally caught his attention. Freddy spun around as quickly as he could, his expression morphing into one of surprise.
"What—what are you doing? Why are you following me?" His voice quivered slightly from the cold, but there was an edge of demand in his tone.
