He left the studio and walked through the streets of the city, many people recognized him and asked for an autograph or photograph. Smilingly he accepted, although inside he felt tired of... Everything?

His mind was tired, he couldn't stop thinking about those golden eyes and that French accent... When did he become so obsessed with that damn terrorist?

It wasn't love, he knew that, it was just obsession... But he didn't feel guilty either. Why should he feel guilty? Rather, he questions himself about why all the people of Eden, the one he had to become obsessed with was Bullfrog...

He even had a plush toy he made himself... Thinking about that made him feel something... Disgusted with himself, but what did it matter? The people of that city have done much worse things.

He continued walking without a fixed direction,he would like to see his face again, hear his voice, see those bright eyes... Simple twisted fantasies in his mind were passing as he only showed a light smile on his face.

Just thinking about it made him want to hit something, it bothered him that he was obsessed and couldn't think about other things. Well... It's not like things were easy if he see that damn face almost everywhere on the wanted posters, he looked down at the ground, ignoring the people who greeted him or made a request, he did not feel ready to have to put up with people.

He stops, a car speeds by in front of him and patrol cars are behind him, he looks at the night sky, with no stars visible because of the lights on the buildings and streets.

He hated the obsession he had, almost every thought about that frog bothered him and made him think of torture scenarios... The hybrid tied up, crying... The hybrid tied up, crying... Shit, those thoughts just made him hot, he totally hated it...

He continued walking, frowning at the ground. Suddenly he heard gunshots nearby, there was an explosion and he saw people running.

He would have left if it hadn't been for the fact that he saw Ramon running while shooting, he didn't know how to feel about it, he had never seen someone like him... Himself?...

He was... Certainly confused by this. The other ran out of ammunition and was surrounded by police, it seemed like it was going to be his end... A copycat to make him look bad perhaps? He doubts it a little, but doesn't care too much seeing that he was trapped.

But then a quick flash appears, several police officers fall dead and others gurgle as they bleed to death.

And then when everyone fell, the figure of the frog was seen, he had a serious look on his face, upon noticing that there were no longer any enemies around, he relaxed and smiled at the alien with slicked back hair, who also smiled at him and then hugged him. The frog laughed happily.

He never felt as upset as he does now... WHO THE FUCK WAS HE AND WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY HUGGING AND LAUGHING SO... CLOSE!?

It bothered him to see that hybrid's smile, especially since it's directed at... That guy.

Is this what jealousy feels like?

He had an unhealthy obsession and he knew it... Then he realizes that Ramon noticed him, he remained silent without saying anything, then he saw how the one in the vest approached the frog and kissed him. He opened his eyes in surprise, he noticed that he did it on purpose... Does he even know what he feels towards the hybrid?

A swirl of negative feelings swirled inside him and he left, he wasn't going to stand for that, why didn't he get in? He's angry but he's not an idiot, they both had weapons and he knows what kind of reflexes Bullfrog has...

He had to find a way to get rid of that fucking obsession, he hates it. When he got home he couldn't contain himself and broke several things, he didn't care, he was angry and needed to vent, he lay down on the couch a little tired, but he was still upset. That damn... How dare he kiss the frog while he's there? The unfortunate man did it on purpose! That image will torment him... Look at the frog plush lying on the floor.

—I hate you...

He muttered under his breath, he sits down and picks up the plush toy, he squeezes it angrily and throws it against a wall, then there was silence and he covered his face with his hands.

—But I need you...

He muttered defeated, his hair was no longer neat as usual, he got up and walked to the bathroom, he looked in the mirror.

—What the hell am I doing?

He wonders, since the leaders of the Eden council died, things are simple and boring, he was still the host of the Eden Late Show, but now it was just simple news, no events... The last one was the execution of Bullfrog, which did not happen due to certain circumstances...

He runs his hand through his hair, he felt lost, he stares at the mirror when he notices how his hair was left behind.

An idea came to him...

I don't know, I wanted to write a one-shot totally from the Faker's perspective, but I didn't expect this weird drama to come out.

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