Tall and thin like a praying mantis, with messy hair and round-rimmed glasses, Greg was usually treated as a freak by the school because he likes to collect insects. He had a cowardly personality and always hid when near people or looking at people.
Not even the school bully wants to bully a guy who stays with dirty bugs all day.
It was dark, and Gregor returned home sullenly in a black evening dress.
He still didn't have the courage to go to the dance, just walked to school and came back.
Recently, he accidentally forgot to close one of the containers where his precious insects stayed and who bit a red spot on his face while he was sleeping soundly at night.
He couldn't go to the ball like this and be seen by the crush in his dreams.
Bright living room.
Snapped!
"That's why you stay in the room all day, Greg?"
Seeing her son coming back, Greg's mother had a grim expression and threw a stack of photos and a few videotapes on the sofa.
The photos of his classmate Lana were secretly taken from various angles, during the day, at night, and on the way home... It was like a pervert was taking photos, and the contents of the videotapes were the same as the photos.
"You can't break into my room without my permission!"
Gregor shouted angrily and hurriedly put away his treasured things in a panic.
"How can you do that? I'm in the same club as Lana's aunt, Neil. My son secretly takes pictures of her niece all day long. How do you want me to face her?" Greco's mother said emotionally and quickly cried out.
"I can't let you continue doing this."
She was too negligent, respected her son's privacy too much, and didn't care too much about what he usually did, which caused her son to become like this.
Candidly took pictures of female classmates, raised some bugs in the room all day, became more and more gloomy, and did not interact with people.
"I'm going to call Claremont Military Academy tomorrow morning."
If this went on, she couldn't imagine what her son would become.
"No way, if I leave, what will happen to my bugs!"
"Your strange habit should have changed long ago, and tomorrow I will throw away your collection full of bugs." Her shouting at him unceremoniously made him even angrier.
Boom!
He walked back to the room quickly and closed the door heavily.
Greg looked at the butterflies, beetles, and spiders collected in those bottles and jars... the expression on his face became quiet, and he used an obsessive tone almost like treating a lover.
"You are so beautiful, no one's going to hurt you, I will take you to a safe place."
The soil where the insects inhabit the bottle emits a beautiful light green fluorescence.
This is a meteorite he discovered at night some time ago, crushed and added to each bottle, it glitters at night, making it more beautiful.
He also sent fluorescent butterflies as gifts to his crush.
"I don't know what Lana's expression looked like when she received the gift, but it's a pity I didn't take a picture of it."
After packing up the things, Greg once again showed that obsessed expression of insects.
He packed all the bottles and cans in the house into the car and prepared to go to the abandoned tree house he went to when he was a child and put the bugs there.
And he can also hide in it without being forced and sent to the military academy.
Click!
"Greg, where are you going!"
The dilapidated car started, and Greg quickly drove onto the road, regardless of the yelling of his mother chasing after him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he headed straight for the tree house when he was a child.
But after driving not far, just out of the town, there was a bumpy mud hole on the road.
Snapped!
Under the inertia, the bottles and jars containing many insects fell to the ground and shattered.
Freed, insects carrying meteorite powder flew around in the small car, attacking Greg who was driving.
"No, don't bite me!"
Greg couldn't bear the sharp pain like a needle prick, and the steering wheel tilted and crashed into the grass beside the road.
Bugs emitting green light were biting madly at him.
"Ahhh..."
Greg's screams were heard far away in the uninhabited suburbs, and finally, his voice gradually dropped, and he fell into a coma.
...
In the school auditorium, after a fright that made everyone's legs go limp and had them trembling.
Everyone was in a state of shock and drenched in water, and the dance could no longer continue.
Someone called the police, and the town police quickly came to investigate. When they heard that the children were almost attacked, the parents of the students rushed to pick up the children and went home.
The silent night was broken, and for a while, the school gate was almost blocked by ambulances, police cars, and parents' cars,
"David, Clark!"
Jonathan and Martha drove over after receiving the news, but they did not find any of the brothers.
"Chloe, did you see them?"
Martha asked the little girl who had impressed her by visiting her farm before.
"I don't know, Aunt Martha."
Chloe, who was sitting on the steps of the school gate with her father and wrapped in a blanket, replied, "They should be fine."
" Dad, Mom, we are here."
Looking at his parents, Clark called out.
"Clark, where did you go?" Chloe asked a question that had long puzzled her.
"I... David and I don't have a partner. Halfway through the dance, we found it boring, so we went outside to get some air."
Clark and David walked over, and seeing Chloe and Pete's parents were present, Clark scratched the back of his head and said.
He was not proficient in lying, and he was a little nervous.
But no one gave it much thought, as a lot of people were freaked out tonight.
"Are you all right?"
Jonathan patted David on the shoulder after glancing at the newly changed clothes on his younger son and asked the two of them.
"I'm fine, father."
David smiled at his concerned father, and Clark also replied that he was fine.
Jonathan looked around, and his eyes secretly signaled his worried wife not to ask more questions.
The couple knew that the attacker disappeared suddenly, and if nothing else happened, it should be their eldest son who did it.
Moreover, the two sons have changed into the clothes that should have been properly folded in the closet at home, so something must have happened to them.
"Are you Clark Kent and David Kent?"
"Yes, sir."
"Where were you when it happened?"
"We..."
The town police came over as a matter of routine and made a record, and left the scene without suspicion Clark and David, who from other people's eyewitness testimony, are very different from the guy's skinny build.
Moreover, whether it was an attack or a prank has not yet been determined, so there is no need to make a fuss for the time being.
Judging from the fact that the other party frightened the whole room to death and suddenly disappeared, it was probably the latter.
"Unfortunately, tonight should've been a wonderful night for the children, Jonathan."
"As long as the children are fine."
Several parents chatted for a while, and everyone took the children home.
...
"So, it really wasn't a prank?"
At home, Jonathan and Martha sat on the sofa, looking at the two sons in front of them, and asked.
"A man who emits electricity?"
The couple looked at each other in surprise.