Being alone in the house without anyone is quite.... frightening, that's the opinion of our ketchup boy.
Gentar is a strong boy. He is courageous and has a big heart. Yet it feels like Gentar's heart would pop out on whatever loud sound got into his ear.
"Why is home alone scary? I thought I could enjoy this?!" He whispered to himself. He should have turned on the TV to make some noises or play his favorite music, "ROCK n ROLL" but nooo he is just being stubborn as always, wanted to feel the presence of a ghost after hearing that kind of story this morning from his godfather, namely, Uncle Fang, who kindly explained to them. No matter how hard Gentar wanted to forget Uncle Fang, oh, so not helping explanation, the sense of someone watching you is becoming clearer than ever.
Maybe Abang Frostfire is pranking him right now, or maybe there is something standing behind him?
"....tar...."
Gentar, take a very deep breath. His lung is probably going to burst if not for the chest armor—not the bra armor, okay.
'Pleaseeee pleaseeeee not the thing that I think!!!!'
"....ntar..."
This time Gentar sounds like a dying horse whose life is on the brink of a spear.
Then he feel... a cold hand grasping his shoulder.
There is no sound coming from him, but a white bubble is coming from his mouth.
"Gentar?" Glacier is the one who has been calling Gentar by name. He shook his little brother's shoulder only to be met with a white as a sheet face.
"Gentar?!"
Yep, Gentar fainted while standing.
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"Damn it, someone has already taken my target first, ck"