Too Pretty to Be Broken
"Morning After Chaos"
Ppy(Author)
Oh My God,,
Am nervous, really nervous.
Hiiiiiii👋
It's your...or just another author in the room 😅
It's my first story, That's why am nervous.
But who cares, Just we gonna have some good time together 😊😊.
So let's have some fun 😊.
The alarm was ringing for the third time .
No one in the room moved .
A voice muttered from the other side of the bed.
A blanket shifted .And something fell on the floor .
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
Did we sleep at 5 a.m. again ?
Luca groaned .
Evan finally opened one eye.
Evan Kross(MC)
You were the one who said "One more plan".
A pillow flew at him.
It missed.
Mostly.
The small apartment was messy in a way that looked intentional. Clothes on chairs. Papers on the table. Empty takeout boxes that meant last night was “successful.”
Or chaotic.
Same thing for them.
Luca sat up, hair messy, rubbing his face.
Evan Kross(MC)
“We’re broke, right?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"Technically".
Evan Kross(MC)
“Then why did you buy coffee that costs more than my dignity?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It was on sale.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s not an answer.”
Evan finally sat up, expression calm despite the mess around him.
This was normal.
Too normal.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You didn’t sleep again, did you?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"You're lying means you slept for like..... twenty minutes".
Because the truth didn’t matter anymore.
They had been like this since the first time they met.
Back then, Luca was stealing from a rich idiot outside a club.
Evan had simply watched.
Then helped.
Neither of them ever talked about why.
They just started surviving together.
Somehow, that became an apartment.
Somehow, that became life.
Ppy(Author)
So can we do a... maybe a flashback of the meeting incident between Evan and Luca.
The music outside the club was too loud.
Too fake.
Evan Kross leaned against the wall, half-hidden in shadow, watching people laugh like nothing in the world could touch them.
He hated places like this.
Not because they were loud—
But because everyone pretended.
A man stumbled past him, drunk, careless, expensive watch flashing under neon lights.
Evan’s eyes followed it for a second.
Then he looked away.
Not interested.
Not tonight.
Unknown
“Wow… that is a terrible security system.”
The voice came from a few steps ahead.
A boy stood there—lean, pretty, dressed like he belonged inside the club but acting like he didn’t care about it at all. His eyes were locked on the drunk man.
Unknown
“Give me ten seconds,”
The boy muttered to himself.
Evan raised an eyebrow slightly.
He didn’t move.
Didn’t interrupt.
He just… watched.
The boy stepped forward smoothly, slipping into the man’s space like it was natural. A laugh, a light touch, a distraction—Clean.
Fast.
And just like that—
The watch was gone.
The boy stepped back, turning casually—
For a second, neither of them spoke.
The boy narrowed his eyes.
Evan tilted his head slightly.
Evan Kross(MC)
"I saw you try.”
The boy scoffed, holding up the watch.
Unknown
“That was success.”
Evan’s gaze flicked to it.
Then back to him.
Evan Kross(MC)
“You missed the wallet.”
Evan pushed himself off the wall slowly.
Evan Kross(MC)
“He keeps it in his inner pocket,”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You went for the obvious thing.”
The boy stared at him like he was trying to decide if he was being insulted or recruited.
Unknown
"…And you’re telling me this because?”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Because if you’re going to do something, do it properly.”
Evan stepped past him
and didn’t even look back.
Which, somehow, was more annoying than anything else.
The boy called out.
Evan stopped.
Slowly.
Behind him, footsteps approached.
Evan turned slightly, just enough to look at him.
The boy grinned.
Bright. Reckless. a little dangerous.
Unknown
"Because I think you’re interesting.”
A beat.
Evan studied him.
Too loud. Too bold. Too careless.
And yet—
Not fake.
Not like the others.
Ten minutes later, the same man was laughing again—completely unaware.
And this time—
His watch was gone.
His wallet too.
The boy stared down at what he was holding.
Then looked at Evan.
Evan Kross(MC)
"Don’t make it weird.”
Unknown
“You literally just stole like a professional criminal.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"I corrected your mistake.”
A pause.
Then the boy smiled again—this time softer.
Less performative.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"I'm Luca".
Evan hesitated.
Just for a second.
Then—
Luca nodded, like that was enough.
And for some reason…
It was.
They stood there in silence for a moment.
Not awkward.
Not forced.
Just… there.
Two strangers.
Who didn’t ask questions.
Didn’t explain themselves.
Didn’t pretend.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…You got somewhere to go?”
Luca asked asked casually
Evan looked at him.
Then away.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Cool. Me neither.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You wanna split this?”
Luca held up the wallet.
Evan glanced at it.
Then back at him.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…You trust me that easily?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“No. But I think you hate people as much as I do.”
A beat.
Evan exhaled quietly.
Not a laugh.
Not quite.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…That’s not wrong.”
And just like that—
They walked off together.
No promises.
No explanations.
Just survival.
Ppy(Author)
So...
Yeah,that's how our two soulmates met.
Let's go back to the Chaotic Morning scene..
The alarm finally stopped.
Not because someone turned it off—
But because it gave up.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…I think it died,”
Luca mumbled into his pillow.
Evan Kross stared at the ceiling.
Evan Kross(MC)
“Lucky it.”
Then Luca groaned louder, dragging the blanket over his head.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“What time is it?”
Evan reached for his phone, squinting at the screen.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Late enough to regret everything.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That doesn’t help.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“It’s 10:47.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“WHY didn’t you wake me up?!”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You were awake at 4 a.m. explaining a ‘genius plan’ that made no sense.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"It made perfect sense!”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You tried to rob someone who already knew you were robbing him.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That was strategy.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That was embarrassing.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You’re embarrassing.”
Evan finally turned his head slightly, expression calm.
Evan Kross(MC)
"You cried over a sandwich yesterday.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That was emotional damage.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“It was bread.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It betrayed me.”
Evan stared at him for a second.
Then looked away.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…You’re exhausting.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“And you love me,”
Luca shot back immediately.
Evan didn’t answer.
Which, somehow—
Was an answer.
Luca stretched, wincing slightly.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“My body hurts.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“From what?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"Running".
Evan Kross(MC)
"You Tripped".
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"I was escaping dramatically.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You fell over a trash can.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"It attacked me first".
Evan just stared at Luca who was dramatic about the last night.
And what else can he say..
Because Luca was his soulmate,His family,His best friend.
And they love each other despite not being a family.
Evan smiled looking at his best friend.
Evan Kross(MC)
"I love you so much".
Luca blinked.
Once..
Twice..
And then rolled his eyes.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"Please don't make me emotional this morning".
Evan laughed and pushed his hair backward
Evan Kross(MC)
"And what you gonna do.
I know you love me soo much too".
A pause
And then Luca also smiled
And said
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"It's true though".
Ppy(Author)
I really don't know if it's good or something.
Ppy(Author)
Am not that good yet,
Ppy(Author)
And if you wanna give me advice or your opinion
Ppy(Author)
You're welcome 😁😁..
Ppy(Author)
Just let's enjoy.
Ppy(Author)
Thanks for your time..
Broke,but make it Fashion
Evan had already taken a shower and was only wearing a sweater that screamed..
I don't care.
Ppy(Author)
😊,
Thanks to Pinterest,
And to the image's rightfully owners..
Evan was sitting in his bed staring at his phone,like it offended him.
Luca stood in front of the mirror like it owed him admiration.
He tilted his head. Adjusted his hair. Turned slightly to the side.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Wow,”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“I would date me.”
Evan, sitting on the edge of the bed, didn’t even look up.
Evan Kross(MC)
“That explains a lot.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“I am appreciating beauty, Evan. Respect it.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You’ve been appreciating yourself for ten minutes.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"And I’m still not done.”
Evan finally glanced up—
…and rolled his eyes.
Slowly.
Clearly.
Luca froze.
Then narrowed his eyes.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…You’re jealous.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Of this,”
Luca said, pointing dramatically at himself.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Natural beauty. Effortless charm. Unmatched presence.”
Evan looked at him for a second.
Then looked away again.
Evan Kross(MC)
"If delusion was currency, you’d be rich.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s not a denial.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"That is a denial.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"No, that’s deflection.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"You’re exhausting.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“And you’re avoiding the truth.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“What truth?”
Luca stepped closer, squinting at him like he was solving a mystery.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That you’re jealous.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"I don't compete with you".
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Because you’d lose?”
Evan also leaned to Luca .
Now they were close.
Evan Kross(MC)
"Because I don’t need to,”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"Oh, so you admit you’re prettier?”
Evan rolled his eyes taking his phone again.
Luca blinked
Then smiled.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“See? Jealous.”
Yes that's their usual and normal day in their life.
Just as they relaxed,
They heard a knock.
Once.
Twice.
Then again—harder.
Both Evan Kross and Luca Vale froze at the same time.
Not scared.
Just… disappointed.
Luca whispered immediately
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"…It’s him.”
Evan leaned back on the bed.
Evan Kross(MC)
“Obviously.”
Another knock.
More impatient now.
Luca frowned.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“He’s getting louder.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“He’s always loud. It’s his personality.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“His personality is violence.”
A voice followed, calm but deadly.
Luca pointed at it like it personally offended him.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“I don’t like that tone.”
Evan stood up slowly, adjusting his oversized sweater.
Evan Kross(MC)
“I don’t like rent in general.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"That’s not a personality trait.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“It is in this economy.”
Luca grabbed a pillow and hugged it.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Plan?”
Evan Kross(MC)
“We don’t need one.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s your plan?! Confidence?!”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“I don’t think that’s legal.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Neither is our lifestyle.”
Now faster.
More aggressive.
Luca panicked slightly—but still dramatic.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Okay, okay, okay—think rich. Rich people think fast.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“We are not rich.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We are spiritually wealthy.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s just being broke with confidence.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Exactly.”
Luca blocked him instantly.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“No. Last time you opened the door alone, we ended up negotiating rent like it was a business deal.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"It was a business deal.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We don’t have a business.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"We have vibes.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s worse.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We can pretend we’re not home.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You’re wearing slippers.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“So?”
Evan Kross(MC)
"They squeak when you lie.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s discrimination.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Or we confuse him.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s my language.”
Evan walked to the door, then stopped.
Looked at Luca.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Act normal.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s impossible.”
Evan opened the door.
The landlord stood there.
Clipboard. Calm expression. Zero patience left in humanity.
He looked at Evan.
Then Luca behind him trying to hide behind a wall that was too small.
Silence.
Luca instantly stepped forward.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“HELLO SIR! BEAUTIFUL MORNING! YOU LOOK VERY AUTHORITATIVE TODAY!”
Evan Kross(MC)
"Don’t compliment him. It increases his confidence".
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"I was trying to survive.”
The landlord looked at them.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Yes emotionally.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s not a thing.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It is in my heart.”
The landlord lifted the clipboard slightly.
Luca gasped dramatically.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Two days?! That’s so short! That’s like… a romance movie timeframe!”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Why are you measuring rent in romance movies?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Because it hurts the same.”
Evan stepped forward slightly.
Calm smile.
Dangerous calm.
Evan Kross(MC)
“We’re working on it.”
The landlord looked at him.
Landlord
“You always are.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Consistency is important.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We are very consistent in being broke.”
A pause.
The landlord exhaled.
Landlord
“…Don’t disappear this time.”
He turned and left.
Silence.
Door closed.
Luca leaned back dramatically.
Evan Kross(MC)
"I think I aged spiritually.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You already were ancient.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Accurate.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“So what’s the plan?”
Evan Kross(MC)
“We go out.”
“Money?”
“Trouble.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"I like that word.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“And we don’t come back empty.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s my kind of emotional stability.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s not what that means.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It is to me.”
And just like that—
Two chaotic boys in oversized clothes were planning on how to smile while their hands in wallet
Not because they were rich.
Not because they were ready.
But because sitting still was never an option.
The Kross estate was quiet.
Not peaceful—just controlled.
Everything inside the house looked expensive enough to feel correct. Glass, marble, silence. Even the air felt like it had rules.
Richard Kross sat at the head of the dining table, reading a financial report as if it mattered more than conversation.
Across from him, Caleb Kross laughed softly at something on his phone.
Their mother, Elena Kross, sipped her tea carefully—like even that had to look graceful.
A perfect family.
At least on paper.
Caleb leaned back in his chair.
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“Dad, there’s a gala next week. I think I should attend as the representative.”
Richard Kross(MC father)
“You will.”
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“Good. People have been asking about me lately.”
Elena Kross(MC step mother)
“They always do.”
No hesitation.
No doubt.
Only approval.
A servant placed breakfast down.
Perfectly arranged.
No one thanked them.
Richard finally spoke, still reading.
Richard Kross(MC father)
“Any news from Evan?”
The question landed in the room like something unwanted.
Silence followed immediately.
Caleb’s smile didn’t move—but it tightened slightly.
Elena answered first, voice calm.
Elena Kross(MC step mother)
“No.”
Richard Kross(MC father)
“Good.”
That was it.
No concern.
No follow-up.
Just confirmation that nothing had changed.
Caleb tilted his head slightly.
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“It’s been two years.”
Richard finally looked up.
Richard Kross(MC father)
“And?”
A pause.
Caleb shrugged lightly.
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“Nothing. Just… people still ask.”
Elena placed her cup down gently.
Elena Kross(MC step mother)
“People always ask about things they don’t understand.”
Richard returned to his report.
Richard Kross(MC father)
“They forget quickly.”
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“Yes. They usually do.”
But his fingers tapped once against the table.
Just once.
The topic ended there.
Like it never mattered.
Like someone had never existed.
Later, Elena stood near the window, speaking softly.
Elena Kross(MC step mother)
"He chose his path.”
Richard Kross(MC father)
“He chose disgrace.”
Caleb added lightly, almost joking.
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
“He chose to be difficult.”
No one corrected him.
No one defended Evan.
Because in this house—
truth was not the priority.
Image was.
Elena adjusted her jewelry.
Elena Kross(MC step mother)
"At least Caleb understands responsibility.”
Caleb Kross(MC step brother)
"I always do.”
Richard finally closed the file.
Richard Kross(MC father)
“Good. That is why he remains here.”
A pause.
No one said Evan’s name again.
Not out of anger.
Not out of sadness.
Out of dismissal.
Like he had already been removed from the system.
Outside, the estate remained perfect.
Inside, the family remained unchanged.
And somewhere far away—
Evan Kross was still breathing.
Still surviving.
Still forgotten.
Ppy(Author)
That's it for today,
Hope you're enjoying.
Ppy(Author)
Although still am new in this.
Am gonna improve some days.
Ppy(Author)
Thanks for the your time.
Street Survival.
The apartment was unusually quiet.
Which meant danger.
Evan Kross stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his oversized black sweater like it was a luxury brand. Calm. Controlled. Like he didn’t live one rent notice away from disaster.
Behind him—
Luca Vale was in crisis.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“No.”
Luca held up a hoodie like it had insulted his ancestors.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“This is NOT a ‘going out to make money’ outfit.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It looks like I gave up on life.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s accurate.”
Luca threw the hoodie onto the bed dramatically.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"We are not going outside looking like we are emotionally unstable.”
Evan finally looked at him.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…We are emotionally unstable.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s not the point!”
Luca stormed to the closet.
Which was mostly “closet” in theory.
A few clothes. Some questionable jackets. A scarf Luca once called “rich energy.”
He started pulling things out like a stylist in a disaster movie.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“No, no, NO—this one is criminal. This one is broke in a sad way. This one looks like we owe taxes personally.”
Evan leaned against the wall.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…We do owe taxes.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Don’t remind me!”
Luca suddenly turned, pointing at Evan.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You always dress like you’re secretly rich.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"I am secretly broke.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s not the same thing.”
Evan Kross(MC)
"It feels the same.”
Luca grabbed Evan’s sleeve.
Evan Kross(MC)
“Stand still.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"I am standing.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Emotionally.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…No.”
Luca started fixing his sweater, adjusting it slightly, like he was styling a model.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“This is unfair.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You look expensive without trying.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“I am literally trying.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Not enough.”
Evan stepped back slightly, looking at Luca now.
Oversized hoodie. Messy hair. Necklace that probably weren’t even real but looked like they had emotional weight.
Ppy(Author)
Don't mind,
Just reference.
Picture from Pinterest, With their rightfully owners.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…You look like trouble.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“I look like art.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You look like debt.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Same aesthetic.”
Luca suddenly walked to the mirror, striking a pose.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Okay. Final decision. We go like this.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Like what?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Like we are rich people who lost everything temporarily but still have dignity.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s very specific.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“It’s a lifestyle.”
Evan grabbed a jacket from the chair.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…We’re going to get money,”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That sounded dangerous.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Oh good.”
Luca pulled on his hoodie properly now, fixing it like it mattered.
Then paused.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Do we look poor?”
Evan looked at him.
Then himself.
Then back at him.
Evan Kross(MC)
“We look like a problem.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s better than poor.”
A silence.
Then Evan added
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Don’t smile too much outside.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Why?”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You attract attention.”
Luca gasped dramatically.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“So you admit I’m the prettier one.”
Evan didn’t even hesitate.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That was too fast.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“It was correct.”
Luca grabbed the door handle.
Paused.
Looked at Evan
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Ready?”
Evan adjusted his sleeve.
Calm.
Cold.
Controlled chaos.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Let’s go be broke in style.”
And just like that—
Two boys stepped out of their apartment like they were heading into a war they didn’t fully understand.
Not dressed for survival.
Not dressed for comfort.
But dressed like even poverty had standards.
The street was busy.
Cars. People. Noise.
And in the middle of it—
Evan Kross and Luca Vale walked like they owned at least half of it.
They didn’t.
But no one needed to know that.
Luca adjusted his hoodie, chin slightly raised.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Why does everyone look poor today?”
Evan didn’t even look at him.
Evan Kross(MC)
“Because we are outside.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s offensive.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s reality.”
They passed a group of people.
Someone stared.
Too long.
Luca noticed immediately.
Of course he did.
He stopped walking.
Turned slowly.
Smiled.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Oh… are you studying my face or is this a free show?”
The guy blinked, caught off guard.
Random Guy
“I—no, I just—”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Then blink,”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You look confused.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“…You’re going to get us in trouble.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“They started it.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“They looked at you.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s aggressive.”
Another stare.
This time, Evan noticed.
He stopped.
Turned his head slightly.
Calm.
Sharp.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Do you need something?”
The girl who was staring froze.
Evan Kross(MC)
“Then don’t act like you do.”
And walked again.
Luca stared at him.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…You’re worse than me.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“I’m efficient.”
They reached a crossing.
Luca leaned closer.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“So what’s the plan?”
Evan glanced around.
People rushing. Phones out. Bags. Careless movement.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…We observe.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That sounds boring.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“It makes money.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That sounds better.”
A well-dressed man passed by them, distracted, laughing on his phone.
Expensive watch.
Loose grip on his wallet.
Luca’s eyes followed instantly.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Target.”
Evan didn’t answer.
But his pace changed.
Just slightly.
That was enough.
Luca moved first.
Of course he did.
He slipped into the man’s space smoothly, brushing past him lightly.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Sorry,”
He said, voice soft, almost flirtatious.
The man barely noticed.
Too distracted.
Too comfortable.
Evan passed right after.
Closer.
Cleaner.
His hand moved once—
Precise.
Controlled.
Gone.
Three seconds later—
They were already walking away.
Like nothing happened.
Luca glanced down.
Then grinned.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Oh, that was smooth.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Obviously.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You didn’t even look.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“I didn’t need to.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s hot.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Don’t make it weird.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Too late.”
They turned a corner.
Safe.
For now.
Luca opened the wallet slightly.
Paused.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…Okay wait.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“This man is rich.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“How rich?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“…We are eating real food today.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“…Finally.”
But before they could celebrate—
A voice behind them:
They both froze.
Slowly.
Turned.
The man.
Looking at them.
Suspicious.
Not fully sure.
But close enough.
Luca smiled instantly.
Bright. Charming. Dangerous.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Oh! Hi again!”
Luca cut him off, stepping closer like they were friends.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Wait, weren’t you just on a call about something important? You looked very stressed.”
The man blinked.
Thrown off.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s so unfortunate,”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You should really focus on that.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“You were saying something about a deal.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“Then you should go,Before it becomes a problem.”
A pause.
The man looked between them.
Confused.
Distracted.
Uncertain.
He turned.
Walked away.
Still thinking.
Still unsure.
Then—
Luca burst into a quiet laugh.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“OH MY GOD.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“…You almost got caught.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We almost got rich.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s not the same thing.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
"It felt the same.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
They started walking again.
Faster now.
Energy high.
Adrenaline alive.
Luca bumped his shoulder lightly against Evan’s.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“You know what I love about us?”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“We’re terrible people.”
Evan thought for a second.
Evan Kross(MC)
“…We’re efficient.”
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“That’s worse.”
Evan Kross(MC)
“That’s survival.”
Another group stared as they passed.
Luca didn’t even slow down this time.
He just said loudly.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“If you’re going to stare, at least rate me properly.”
Evan added without missing a beat.
Evan Kross(MC)
“They don’t have standards.”
Luca sighed dramatically.
Luca Vale(MC Best friend)
“Tragic.”
And just like that—
They disappeared deeper into the city.
Laughing.
Sharp.
Untouchable.
Like chaos had learned how to dress well.
Ppy(Author)
I hope it's good to everyone reading.
Ppy(Author)
And am not good in grammar so...
Ppy(Author)
Hope it's readable.
Ppy(Author)
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