Chapter 13 Don’t bite me

Greg, who is as tall and thin as a praying mantis, has dirty hair and wears round glasses, is treated as a freak by the school because of his hobby of collecting insects. He has a cowardly personality and always avoids people's eyes.

Even the bully in school doesn't want to bully someone who hangs out with dirty bugs all day long.

The night was already dark, and Greg returned home gloomily in a black evening gown.

He still didn't have the courage to go to the prom, so he almost walked to school and returned.

Recently, he accidentally forgot to close one of the containers where his precious insects were kept, which stung him with red spots on his face while he was sleeping soundly at night.

He couldn't go to the ball like this and let the person he dreamed about see him.

Bright living room.

Snapped!

"Is that why you stay in your room all day, Greg?"

When her son came back, Greg's mother had an ugly expression and threw a stack of photos and several boxes of video tapes on the sofa.

The photos of classmate Lana were secretly taken from various angles, during the day, at night, on the way home... It was like they were taken by a pervert, and the content of the videotape was the same as the photos.

"You can't break into my room without my permission!"

Greg yelled angrily and hurriedly put away his treasured things in panic.

"How could you do this? I'm in the same club as Lana's aunt Nell, and my son secretly takes photos of her niece all day long. How do you want me to face her?"

Greg's mother was so emotional as she spoke that she almost cried.

"I can't let you go on."

It was because she was too negligent, respected her son's privacy too much, and didn't care much about what he did in daily life, which caused her son to become like this.

I secretly filmed a female classmate who kept bugs in her room all day long. She became increasingly depressed and withdrawn from interacting with others.

"I'm going to call Clermont Military Academy tomorrow morning."

If this continues, she can't imagine what her son will become.

"No way, what will happen to my bugs if I leave!"

"You should change your weird habits long ago. I will throw away your house full of bugs tomorrow." She was even more excited when she saw her son yelling at her unceremoniously for those bugs.

Bang!

He quickly returned to the room and closed the door hard.

Greg looked at the butterflies, beetles, and spiders collected in bottles and jars, and his expression became quiet, with a tone that was almost as if he was treating a lover with obsession.

"You are so beautiful. No one can harm you. I will take you to a safe place."

The soil in the bottle that houses the insects glows with a beautiful pale green fluorescence.

This is a meteorite he discovered at night some time ago. He crushed it and added it to each bottle. It emits fluorescence at night and is even more beautiful.

He also gave his crush a fluorescent butterfly as a gift.

“I don’t know what Lana’s expression looked like when she received the gift, but it’s a pity that I didn’t take a photo of it.”

After packing up his things, Greg showed his obsession with insects again.

I packed all the bottles and jars in the house into the car and prepared to go to the abandoned tree house where I was a child and put the bugs there.

And he can hide up there without being arrested and sent to military school.

Click!

"Grek, where are you going!"

The dilapidated car started, and Greg drove quickly onto the road. Regardless of the screams of his mother who was chasing him behind him, he sneered and headed straight for the tree house where he grew up.

But we didn’t drive very far, and just after leaving the town, we bumped into a mud puddle on the road.

Snapped!

Under the inertia, the bottles and jars containing many insects fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

After being 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. The steering wheel tilted and crashed into the grass beside the road.

Insects emitting green light bit at him like crazy.

"Ahhhh..."

Greg's screams could be heard far away in the uninhabited countryside, and eventually his voice gradually became lower and he fell into coma.

…

In the school auditorium, I experienced a fright that made my legs weak and trembling.

Everyone was so shocked that they were soaked and turned into drowned rats. The dance could no longer continue.

Someone called the police, and the small town police quickly came to investigate. After hearing that the children were almost attacked, the parents of the students rushed over to pick up the children and take them home.

The silent night was broken. For a while, ambulances, police cars and parents’ cars were almost blocked at the school gate.

"David, Clark!"

Jonathan and Martha drove over after receiving the news, but did not find their two sons in the crowd.

"Chloe, did you see them?"

Martha asked the little girl who had left a deep impression on her when she visited her farm before.

"I don't know, Aunt Martha."

Sitting on the steps of the school with her father by her side, Chloe, wrapped in a blanket, replied: "They should be fine."

"Dad, Mom, we are here."

Clark shouted as the couple searched.

"Clark, where have you been?" Chloe asked the question she had been wondering for a long time.

"I...David and I didn't have a dance partner. We felt bored in the middle of the dance, so we went outside to get some fresh air."

Clark and David came over and saw that Chloe and Peter's parents were present. Clark scratched the back of his head.

He didn't lie well and was a little nervous.

But no one thought much of it, and many people were terrified tonight.

"Are you guys okay?"

After looking at the new clothes on his younger son, Jonathan patted his shoulder and asked his two sons.

"I'm fine, Dad."

David smiled at his concerned father, and Clark replied that it was okay.

Jonathan looked around, his eyes secretly indicating to his worried wife not to ask further questions.

The couple knew that the attacker suddenly disappeared, and it was probably their eldest son who was responsible.

Moreover, both sons had changed into clothes that should have been properly stacked 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?"

"us……"

The small town police came over as a routine and took notes. They did not suspect Clark and David who left midway. Judging from the witness statements of other people, they were very different from the guy's thin body shape.

And whether it was an attack or a prank has not yet been determined, so there is no need to make a fuss about it for the time being.

Judging from the fact that the other party scared the whole room of people to death and suddenly disappeared, it was probably the latter.

"What a shame, tonight was supposed to be a great night for the kids, Jonathan."

"The kids are fine."

Several parents chatted for a while, and everyone took their children home.

…

"So, it really wasn't a prank?"

At home, Jonathan and Martha were sitting on the sofa, looking at their two sons in front of them and asked.

"Someone who can send out electricity?"

The couple looked at each other in surprise.