Chapter 19: Perfect Child

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On the outside, I was still the perfect child. I excelled in school, impressed my teachers, and made my parents proud. They never questioned my hobbies, never looked too closely at the books I read or the things I did when I was alone.

I became skilled at hiding the darker parts of myself, the thoughts that crept in at night, the dreams that had turned from saving lives to controlling them. I knew how to keep the mask in place, even as a child.

But inside, I was changing. The curiosity that had once been innocent was now something else entirely. I no longer wanted to just understand the world I wanted to control it, to bend it to my will. And no one could know.

So I kept dreaming, kept pretending to be the perfect son with the bright future. But deep down, I knew that one day, those dreams would take me somewhere much darker.

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