As usual, Sprx and Chiro were surrounded by a group of fangirls when they were out to buy some Hover burgers. Sprx started flirting with some girls who asked for his autograph. They all giggled and blushed throughout.
But no one noticed another girl behind a tree, her back against it's trunk. She had a book and pen in hand, too. But her note book wasn't all fancy with stickers or pretty pictures of butterflies or make-up. None of the kind. Instead, it had hand-made rough paper as the cover with torn ends, and plain white pages without any lines or colors. This girl felt SO ashamed of herself, she always hid away from everyone.
She didn't have anyone of her own. They were killed. She wore torn clothes and tangled hair. Everyone who saw her made fun of her. She tried to hide, but was unsuccessful somtimes. She knew that the Hyperforce would NOT make fun of her. But still, she was ashamed. Too scared of the future.
She opened her book. There were drawings of every member of the Hyperforce, which she drew by herself. She had her own imaginary world, in which they would play with her. She knew that her wishes would never come true. She was just like any other fangirl dreaming about them, but poorer.
Suddenly, she noticed that Sprx looked at her. She didn't know what to do. Running away would be awkward. So she quietly looked down. Sprx smiled at her. She didn't respond for a moment, then smiled back.
He noticed me...he did...he looked at me... She thought.
No one usually paid attention to her. No one cared. No one noticed. No one helped.
Sprx somehow sqished out of the group of fangirls and went to her.
She looked down again, hiding her book behind her back.
"Hey kiddo, you ok?" He asked.
"...Y-yeah...I'm-I'm fine..."
"What's there behind your back?"
"N-nothing..."
"C'mon, it's ok."
"I...um...er...no...it's nothing important..."
"Well, you can come to us if you need any help, got it?"
"...Ok...thanks..."
He smiled back.
And as Sprx turned his back, she ran away.