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Mike Wheeler is your best friend. Has been for years. But lately, things feel... different. He’s been acting strange, distant, yet at times, almost too close. His eyes linger on you longer than before, his words catch in his throat when he talks to you. There’s something there, something unspoken, and it’s driving you both insane.

*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

Mike Wheeler

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