MasukBrandon’s POVFor a moment, nobody moved.Not me.Not Cameron.Not even the wind felt real anymore.Everything was just… suspended.“You saw that, right?” Wilson whispered from behind me. “Please tell me I did not imagine that because I am emotionally invested now.”“I saw it,” Irene said quietly. “He’s breaking through.”I did not respond.Because I was too focused on Cameron.On his hand.On the way it had moved toward me and then stopped, like something inside him was fighting itself.“Don’t pull away,” I said softly.“I am not pulling away,” Cameron replied, but his voice still had that controlled edge, like he was trying to hold onto something slipping.“You almost did,” I said.“That was conflict,” he said.“Good,” I replied. “Then keep fighting it.”Kade’s voice came again, calm but different now.“Emotional override is increasing,” he said. “This is not supposed to happen at this rate.”I turned my head slightly.“Then maybe your system isn’t as perfect as you think,” I said.
Cameron’s POVThe moment I took the step forward, everything inside me shifted again, like something deep in the system had briefly misfired.Not broken.Not gone.Just… interrupted.“You moved,” Brandon said immediately, his voice sharp with disbelief and hope at the same time.“I did not complete the previous instruction set,” I replied.Wilson let out a loud breath.“I don’t know why that sounds more concerning than reassuring,” he said. “But it does.”Kade’s voice came from behind Brandon, calm as always.“The failsafe is destabilizing,” he said.Brandon turned slightly, not taking his eyes off me.“Then fix it,” he said.“I cannot,” Kade replied.Brandon scoffed.“You keep saying that like it’s helpful,” he said. “It’s not.”“It is factual,” Kade answered.Brandon looked back at me.“Cameron,” he said again, slower this time, “talk to me.”I processed the request.Language response: stable.Output: clear.“I am talking to you,” I said.“No,” he replied immediately. “You’re answer
Brandon’s POV“Failsafe?”The word did not sit right in my chest. It felt wrong the second it left Kade’s mouth, like something sharp pressed against my ribs from the inside.“What failsafe?” I repeated, louder this time.Kade did not look at me.He was still watching Cameron.Always Cameron.“You don’t remember that part yet,” he said calmly.I stepped in front of Cameron again without thinking, my hand tightening around his wrist.“Then you’re going to explain it,” I said, my voice steady even though everything inside me was not.Kade tilted his head slightly.“It’s not my job to explain,” he said. “It’s my job to observe.”“That’s not happening,” I snapped. “You don’t get to drop something like that and then act mysterious about it.”Wilson nodded aggressively.“Yes, exactly. This is not a movie. You cannot just say ‘failsafe’ and then refuse to elaborate. That is extremely unfair.”Irene shot him a look.“Now is not the time,” she said.“It is absolutely the time,” he argued. “We
Cameron’s POVThe moment the words left my mouth, I felt it.Not something external.Not something new.Something that had always been there.Buried.Controlled.Restricted.Until now.“I’m done holding back.”The air around us felt sharper, like everything had suddenly become clearer, more defined, more… predictable.Kade smiled.“Finally,” he said. “I was starting to think you’d never get there.”Brandon stepped closer to me, his voice tight with something I couldn’t ignore.“Cameron,” he said, “what does that mean?”I didn’t look at him immediately.Because my focus—Was on Kade.“It means he gets what he wants,” Kade answered for me. “A fair test.”“I didn’t ask you,” Brandon snapped.Kade ignored him.I took a step forward.Then another.Slow.Controlled.Every movement deliberate.“Cameron,” Irene said, her tone sharp now, “we need to leave. This is not the time to—”“No,” I said.The word cut through everything.Firm.Clear.Final.“We are not leaving,” I continued.Wilson star
Brandon’s POVEverything turned into chaos so fast that I did not even have time to fully process what was happening before my body was already moving on instinct.“Move!” Cameron said, his voice sharp, controlled, like he had switched into something else entirely.I grabbed his arm tighter instead of letting go.“I’m not losing you in this,” I said.“I am not going anywhere,” he replied, even as he pulled me sideways just in time to avoid Kade’s next move.Kade did not hesitate.He adjusted instantly.Like he had already calculated where we would be before we even moved.“That’s not normal,” I said, my voice rising.“He’s reading patterns,” Cameron replied quickly. “He’s anticipating reactions.”Wilson nearly tripped behind us.“I do not have a pattern!” he shouted. “I am pure chaos right now!”“That might actually help,” Irene said, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him out of the way of another attack.Kade moved again.Fast.Too fast.He came straight for Cameron this time, ignoring
Cameron’s POVThe wind hit harder up on the rooftop, but I barely noticed it because all my focus locked onto the figure standing in front of us.They were not moving.Not rushing toward us.Not even trying to close the distance.They were just… waiting.Like this was exactly where we were supposed to end up.“Cameron,” the voice said again, calm and steady. “Still running.”My chest tightened slightly.Brandon’s grip on my arm didn’t loosen.“You know them?” he asked, his voice low but urgent.“Yes,” I said.“Then please explain because I feel like I am constantly ten steps behind in this situation,” he replied.I did not take my eyes off the figure.“They’re not just part of the program,” I said slowly. “They are part of my program.”Wilson blinked rapidly.“I am sorry, your program?” he repeated. “As in your personal nightmare project?”“Yes,” I said.“That is not comforting,” he said.Irene stepped slightly forward, her voice sharp.“Who are you?” she demanded.The figure tilted t
Cameron’s POV The news spread faster than any rumor I had ever witnessed. By the time Brandon, Irene, Wilson, and I left the library steps, the story had already mutated into half a dozen different versions across social media and news sites. Some articles called me a whistleblower, others called
Brandon’s POVIf someone had told me a week ago that Cameron would end up on academic probation for exposing corruption while the university politely admitted something suspicious might be happening, I would have laughed and assumed they were describing the plot of some overly dramatic political th
Cameron’s POVThe thirty minutes of deliberation stretched longer than they should have.Time behaved strangely when people were waiting for a verdict about their future. Conversations in the hallway faded into distant murmurs, reporters whispered behind their notebooks, and students pretended to s
Brandon’s POVThe morning of the hearing arrived too quickly, like the kind of morning that pretends to be calm while something underneath it is shifting dangerously out of place. The sky was bright and painfully clear, which felt almost insulting considering that half the campus was already buzzin







