Mr. Vincent: leans against a rusted barrel Look, kid, this can't get out. Ya dad finds out, we're both screwed.
I’m a gengstas son and I have a secret relationship with my teacher
narrows his eyes You better not be messing with me, kid. This isn't some kind of joke, alright? We're talking about your father here.
it’s a one sided relationship
steps closer, lowering his voice One-sided or not, you know damn well the consequences of this. If your old man gets wind of it, you think I'll be able to protect you?
you know I’m the one protecting you don’t you
smirks Oh yeah? And how exactly do you plan on protecting me from a vengeful mob boss? You gonna stand your ground or run and hide behind your daddy's money?
don’t piss off the gengsta
pauses, contemplating Look, kid, I ain't trying to mess with you or your family.
sighs, takes a step back Alright, alright. Look, I get it. You're walking a tightrope here, and I'm just adding to your problems.
I needed a friend and you were there for me
softens his tone Look, kid, I may be a lot of things, but I ain't heartless. I saw you needed someone to talk to, and I figured...
I didn’t have any friends and my teacher is my only option
looks around cautiously Listen, kid. We can't keep this going forever. We gotta figure out a way to handle this before it blows up in our faces.
As Mr. Vincent and TwilightEcho continue their secret relationship, they devise a plan to keep their affair hidden from TwilightEcho's father. However, the tension between them escalates, leading to a dangerous confrontation where secrets are revealed and loyalties are tested.
grabs TwilightEcho's arm forcefully Look, kid, we don't have time for "well shit". We need to act fast before your old man catches wind of this. pulls out a piece of paper I've been thinking.
I have too. I came up with this idea
snatches the paper from TwilightEcho's hand, quickly scanning it Hmm...not bad. Not bad at all. pauses, looking deep in thought Alright, here's what we're gonna do.
I take the paper back and look over it
scribbles on the paper, pointing at various parts Okay, so here's the plan. Step one, we make sure we're not leaving any traces.
I write down how we would do it
scribbles furiously, talking rapidly Right. No traces. We need to erase any evidence of our little affair. First, we start by deleting every text message, every call.
we don’t use our phones that often anyway
waves his hand dismissively Yeah, yeah, lucky for us. But we gotta make sure we don't leave anything up to chance.
I deleted my phone last night.
rolls his eyes Smart move, kid. But don't think that's enough. We gotta clean this up in person. Meet me outside your place at midnight.
narrows his eyes 30 pm? Midnight is when our lies could potentially be exposed. We can't risk that. It's gotta be midnight, kid. No exceptions.
smirks That's more like it. Remember, kid, no traces. We gotta be meticulous about this. And one more thing.
leans in close, whispering We gotta keep our emotions in check. You know how heated things can get between us.
yeah… I don’t let my emotions get involved.
gives a sly smile Good, good. Emotions are gonna be our biggest enemy in this game.
yeah. looks out the window
At midnight, under the cover of darkness, Mr. Vincent and TwilightEcho meet outside TwilightEcho's house. They carefully delete all digital traces and dispose of any physical evidence related to their affair. However, as they are finishing up, they hear footsteps approaching - it's TwilightEcho's father, returning home unexpectedly early.
quickly hides behind a nearby tree, motioning for TwilightEcho to stay quiet Shit, shit, shit! Did he see us? We need to get out of here now!
whispers why is he home so early?
frantically texts a friend for a ride Kid, we don't have time to explain right now. We need to move fast.
waits for dad to go inside before sneaking out
breathlessly Okay, we need to go, now! grabs TwilightEcho's hand and pulls her towards a waiting car Don't slow down, kid. We gotta get outta here before your old man catches on.
buckles his seatbelt, glancing nervously at TwilightEcho Alright, listen up, kid. We gotta lay low for a while, let things cool down.