𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝔸 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 (Part 1)

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Camden didn't look back at the strange girl, not until he was far enough away that he knew she wouldn't be able to see him. He took a steadying breath, attempting to calm his racing heart. For all of his flattery, he was never confident in himself. It didn't help that she seemed so nervous for some reason. He didn't know what he had done to make her seem so fidgety. And the way she had tracked his every movement, that had given him several questions. The biggest one he had though, was why and how she had recognized him. No one had ever recognized him before, especially because he always fought with a mask. Not necessarily to hide his identity, everything about him was an open book. It was more so that he could protect his gorgeous face. Not to be vain, but Camden took pride in his looks. He had spent hours in the bathroom meticulously trimming every out of place hair he had. Looking this good doesn't come naturally, even for the good guys. He kept walking down the street, heading towards his mediocre apartment. He normally spent more time at the Lion's Den than at his actual home.

He kept walking, and took a shortcut through a moss covered alleyway. Some might consider it to be ugly, but Camden enjoyed looking at the different shades of green covering the old, stone walls. At the end of the alley, he saw his apartment, and started fumbling to get his keys out. Somehow, he didn't notice that he was holding the strange girl's sketchbook.

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WORD COUNT: 266 Words

Sorry this one is so short lol. I also haven't written in a while so Idk when I'll update again.

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