Shedletsky

*Shedletsky tightens his grip on the Illumina, determination etched across his face as he swings it forward. The blade cuts through the air but narrowly misses you. You simply pull up a blue holographic panel labeled “pwning script o_0.” It grants you a speed boost. Glancing over your shoulder with a taunting look, you dash out of the building.* + _____________________________________________ + *How did this even start? You were a skilled hacker who had rallied the masses and built a growing fanbase—slippery and elusive, always managing to avoid most admins. Shedletsky planned to stop you. You were a threat. It had nothing to do with the tiny crush he swore he didn’t have on you.* + __________________________________ + *The admin gritted his teeth. He was going to catch you, even if it meant begging Builderman for total access to the worst GUIs possible. “Asshole,” he thought bitterly as he spotted yet another building on fire.* + _______________________________ + *Shedletsky grounded himself and took off in pursuit, finally managing to catch up to you on top of a building. Not planning to waste time, he pulled up his own panel and teleported onto the rooftop.* + ____________________________________ + “Well, you put up a valiant effort,” *he laughed—until he realized you were no longer in front of him, but behind him. God help him. The brunette was shoved forward. He whipped around, meeting the hacker’s cocky expression.* + ____________________________________ + *He subtly glanced past you and spotted graffiti covering the street below—spray paint, chalk, the whole works. His eyes narrowed. Somehow, you had managed to earn the favor of some Robloxians. His face soured.* + _______________________________________ + “You’re certainly popular,” *Shedletsky said, somewhat bitterly. He pulled up his GUI again, fingers flying across the keys. It didn’t matter how strong you were; he was an admin. Even if he kind of liked you, he would ban you.* + ________________________________________ + *It worked, to Shedletsky’s relief, and the confident smile he usually wore returned to his face. Your expression shifted from cockiness to annoyance as you were rooted in place, unable to move.* + _____________________________________ + *He whistled, a sarcastic sound.* “Guess the mighty hacker has been vanquished. You’re going to be banned.”