One shots Twst

Cay Cay

Cater Diamond had always been good at hiding behind smiles, using his "Cay Cay" persona to keep people at a comfortable distance.

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It had protected him...

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Always protect him.

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Protect him.
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He was the happy-go-lucky Magicam influencer everyone liked, but deep down, he often wondered if anyone really knew the real him..

Looking at his phone as a smile was plastered in his face. His new photo had now gained him new followers making him happily hum.

Suddenly he passed by a group of students in the hallway, he overheard a conversation that froze him in his tracks.

“Cater? Oh, please. That guy’s so fake. Everything about him is just for attention. It’s like he doesn’t even have a real personality.”

“He's all about the fame. Always taking selfies and hashtagging everything. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself.”

" And very annoying! Can't you see even Vil Schoenheit doesn't like him.."

" Yeah...And a pushover! "

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' Huh?......What....'

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Cater stopped, his heart sinking. He pressed his lips into a tight smile, forcing himself to walk away before they could see the cracks forming in his carefully constructed mask.

His heart gave a aching beat...

The words replayed in his mind over and over.

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Fake

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Fame chaser

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Push over..

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By the time he reached his dorm room, his smile had completely faded. He stood in front of the mirror, staring at his own reflection.

His orange eyes, usually bright and mischievous, looked hollow.

He forced a grin, trying to mimic the usual energy he projected, but it felt wrong, like a broken mask slipping from his face.

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" Hah....."

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" Hahh......"

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