A/N: A sudden idea popped and I just had to write. Idk it struck when I was listening to 'You sould see me in a crown' – Billie Eilish.
Summary: Everyone thinks the blue one is the easy one.
The plan was to eradicate them one by one. The girls were obviously at an advantage when three of them unified. It was near impossible to defeat them by then. They realized they should've done this from the start.
It wasn't even hard to come up on how to separate them. It wasn't hard to decide who to strike first. Surprisingly, the red and green were easy to distract. It leaves them with the blue one.
Of course, it's supposed to be easy.
She was a gentle girl. Her powers were even gentler. How could a bubble possibly hurt anyone?
Her counterpart would beg to differ. Nonetheless, he said nothing. When it comes to planning, he's told to shut up. His opinions rarely mattered. He didn't care anyway.
So, he watched. On the top of a building, he sat. He eyed the commotion. Down. Down. Drown. They were all drowning.
Not in water, no. It was clear, transparent, colorful spheres. The place was full of it. The lovely orbs stuck on them, pulling them down just allowing their heads to stick out at the last moment. It would be a wonderful piece of art minus the ugly thorns embedded inside.
He smirked, his eyes glinting. It reflected the blonde below. She huffed with her angry flushed face.
She turns, directly landing her gaze on him. For a small moment, they'd made eye contact. It broke off when two of her friends managed to find her.
Whether she saw him or not, he didn't know. What he knew was that heavy burden in his chest grew frantic. He'll never see her as the same again.