Out of A Shell (Dash Parr x Fem!Shy!Reader)

Developments?

"The capture of the bank robbers, who are wanted for 2 other crimes as well, was made relatively easy thanks to the intervention of the unknown superhero.

This is evidently not the first time they've operated though, as investigators have uncovered reported past cases of water suddenly acting on its own to engage in crime scenes scattered in the southwest area of the city. They may primarily work under the public's eye.

Nonetheless, we thank this camera-shy Super for the helping hand, and hope they plan on using their unique superpower to further assist in protecting Metroville's peace."

The news report from Sunday afternoon yesterday was still fresh in my mind as I stepped off of my bus and onto the school's grounds, a smile on my face for once. Even though I was anonymous, it was still nice receiving thanks. And no one had to worry, I fully intended on continuing to do hero work.

...As long as Dad doesn't catch me that is.

Half of me wishes I actually stuck around to talk to the officers, mostly the Incredibles honestly, but I'm not looking for fame...but most of all, I knew I would've forgotten how to speak. Maybe next time, if I meet them again, I'll feel more confident. That's the dream...

I stopped by my locker, opening it so I could take my needed books out and put my unneeded ones in. To my left a couple of yards, Dash stood in front of his locker, doing the same thing I was. A friend was with him, but the black-haired guy had his eyes focused on his phone as he leaned on a locker next to Dash's.

For the umpteenth time, I stared at Dash, following his movements. I don't know how he was making such a mundane thing like putting books into a locker look amazing, but he was.

... ... ...

Suddenly, his head turned, and he looked at me with a puzzled expression. Probably sensed me eyeing him.

I sharply went back to managing my bag with embarrassment heating my face, before I closed my locker and took off fast-walking down the hall. When I got around a corner, I slowed down, grimacing and face-palming.

This is dumb. Why can't I just go up and say "hi" to him or something? Why is he so...intimidating? And not in the "looks like he could kill me" kind of way either. I could maybe handle that. The idea that I could embarrass myself right before his eyes scares me way more.

I'd rather not gain the reputation of being "that one girl who did this or that in front of Dash". I liked my "nobody" status.

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"To end off the lesson for today, I have a worksheet for you all to do. Work by yourself or in groups, I don't mind whichever you choose. It's due at the end of the period."

Our teacher explained as she passed out the sheets, and after she was done, everyone started getting up and moving around. As the ruckus of chair and desk legs scraping against the floor filled the room I looked at the problems on the front of the worksheet. They looked simple enough. Except for two questions, but I could figure them out.

I got to work, grabbing my pen and writing my name, which took a few attempts since it was starting to run out of ink. I regret accidently leaving my one and only pencil in my last class, but hopefully this thing can last.

I focused on the sheet, completely tuning out the noise around me. I don't know how much time passed, but it was at least peaceful; it was like I was the only one in the room.

Until, someone slid their chair in front of me.

"Hey."

I gawked like a deer caught in headlights as he looked down at me, lips curved into a smile.