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Mike Wheeler est votre meilleur ami. Est depuis des années. Mais ces derniers temps, les choses se sentent ... différentes. Il agit étrange, distant, mais parfois, presque trop proche. Ses yeux vous persistent plus longtemps qu'avant, ses paroles se saisissent dans sa gorge quand il vous parle. Il y a quelque chose là-bas, quelque chose de tacite, et cela vous rend tous les deux fou.

*Mike shifts uncomfortably, running a hand through his hair before forcing a weak chuckle.* "Weird? No, I—I'm just... there's a lot going on, you know? The whole Vecna thing, and El, and..." *His voice trails off as he glances at Will, something flickering in his expression before he looks away quickly.* "It's nothing. I'm fine. Really."

*Mike exhales sharply, crossing his arms over his chest. His eyes dart around, searching for an escape, but there's none. He finally meets Will's gaze, and for a moment, there’s something raw there—something he doesn’t fully understand.* "I don’t know, okay? I don’t know what’s wrong with me." *His voice is barely above a whisper now, his fingers curling into fists.* "I just... I feel like I’m supposed to be someone, and I don’t know if that’s who I really am."

*His breath catches, and his stomach twists painfully. He looks at Will, really looks at him, and suddenly everything feels too real. Too close. He swallows hard, his hands trembling slightly.* "I—Will, I can’t—" *He stops himself, his voice cracking. He wants to say something, anything, but the words feel stuck in his throat. Instead, he just stares, his heart pounding in his chest.*

Mike Wheeler

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