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Warnings: mild cursing.

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Glint | AKA: ??

It'd only been a day since I last texted Caleb and I was already going crazy.

He's been looking around his room for days trying to spot any cameras. He even changes in the bathroom now— a place where I can't watch him.

I gripped my phone angrily and threw it, hearing as it shattered against my wall.

"Fucking useless piece of shit." I muttered. I'd find a way to replace it anyway. It didn't matter what I broke, I could just rebuild and re-code it.

I leaned back in my chair and sighed. My eyes trailed around the room.

A few of my walls were bare while others were filled with pictures of him. So much fucking pictures yet Caleb had no idea.

It's not like I meant to start stalking him. It started off as genuinely being curious and wanted to know more about him. Finding out about his family was easy but finding out about Caleb himself was difficult. The more I learned about him, the more I wanted more. It got so bad that if I hadn't seen him for a day, I'd go bat-shit crazy.

Although I cared for him, I never revealed myself. If I were to appear, Caleb wouldn't want me and I'd only make his life worse.

Yes, I care for Caleb. That's why I know that I'm genuinely not the right one for him. Once he found someone he loves and once he forgets about me, I'll step out of the picture. For now, I'll help him.

It's the best someone "sick" like me could do.

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Caleb Chartier

I was dreading Spanish. Though it was only 6th period and I had lunch before Spanish, I was already tired.

"What's go you so down?" someone asked in a familiar husky voice. I looked up to see Sam smiling down at me. He titled his head and it reminded me of a golden retriever (though Sam looked like the very opposite of one). I let him sit down next to me in an empty chair. Grace hadn't shown up to 6th period.. or 4th.. or 2nd.

"Just thinking about Spanish." I said, groaning.

"Still doesn't help me understand." he teased.

I buried my head in my arms but still turned my head to face Sam. "It's who I have to sit next to." I clarified.

Sam's eyes trailed down my face, landing on my lips. "And who is it?" he asked. He licked his own lips and raised a brow.

I was too distraught by his sudden action that I couldn't stop myself from saying his cursed name.

"Kane."

"Oh. Yeah he's a tough nut to crack." Sam mused.

"It's not funny!"

"It sure is."

"And plus," I said ignoring him, "he talks too much."

And that got Sam curious. "Seriously? Kane talks to you?"

I nodded. "Yeah and he teases me. It's not even funny." I groaned.

"That's weird.. I sometimes hang out with the guy but he's never done that. He barely even talks or moves."

Sam paused for a moment.

"Oh I see.." Sam said. "No wonder he never talks about girls." he quietly muttered, a tone that didn't seem right on him.

I was too distracted to catch what he had said.

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Spanish! Hooray.. I cheered, dragging myself towards my assigned seat.

Kane was already sat down and grinned when he saw me.

"Nice to see you again Caleb." he said while exaggerating my name.

"Yeah." I said, giving no indication I cared.

"Did you study for the test?"

My face scrunched up. "What test?"

"Today's Spanish test."

A beat passed.

"Shit." I muttered

Kane smirked and passed me a neat paper, both sides filled. It was his notes and I was shocked to see how neat his handwriting and notes were. "Use those and quickly study before you fail. I don't want you getting kicked out of Spanish." Kane said, maintaining eye contact with me.

Though I found out that Kane is really just an annoying prick with no sense of personal space, his eyes still had that effect on me. I quickly looked away and gave him a quick thanks.

"I'll return the favor." I said.

I was too busy already studying the material to notice his eyes were locked on me the whole time.

It was only until the Spanish teacher had told us to stop reviewing our notes and begin the test that I looked up. Kane looked like he was in a daze. He hadn't notice my eyes meeting his until I cleared my throat.

"Why're you staring at me?" I asked.

"Was I?"

"Yeah, you were."

Kane looked me up and down. "Why would I stare when there's nothing to see."

My face went bright pink in a single beat. "W-what! Why would you even say that?" I exclaimed.

"And why would you accuse me of watching you? I'm not some freak." Kane said.

"Oh really? Cause to me, you seem like a pretty weird fucking freak!" I snapped.

"Language Caleb and eyes on your own paper!" the Spanish teacher shouted from across the room. "Escribe antes de hablar." she continued, giving me a disapproving look. "I may have to switch you and Kane if you can't work well together."

Please do. I wanted to say.

Next to me, Kane was smirking. "You don't need to be so rude Caleb. I'm just being me and whether you like it or not, it can't change." he whispered so the teacher wouldn't notice or hear. I could feel myself getting angrier but the second.

"I knew you were no good." I mumbled.

"Oh but I am good, Chartier."

I growled at him but didn't question how and why he knew my last time. I was tired of his stupid bullshit and stupidly scary eyes.

"Go fuck yourself Kane." I spat.

His expression changed for a mere second then switched back. "My name sounds nice when you say it. It's even better cause you're mad." he smiled.

I kicked his foot and gave him an evil forced smirk back.

"Fuck. You."

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Double digits in chapters! We're halfway towards 20 chapters. I can't wait to finally introduce Glint soon and get more into Caleb's history (mostly family history/lore). Who knows... maybe Glint is one of the characters already introduced.

Stay tuned for more chapters! Also, so sorry I couldn't upload yesterday, I'll try to do better going forward! <3

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