CO2_GHOUL

At Nightingale Academy, where heroes are forged based on the destructive power of their abilities, Troy stands at the bottom of the hierarchy. His gift? Bubbles, harmless, fragile, and utterly unremarkable in a world where strength defines worth. Mocked by peers and ignored by the system, he struggles to prove that power isn’t just about destruction.

But when a single night shatters his perception of what it means to be a hero, Troy is forced to confront the dark truth behind the heroes he once admired. In a world where justice is painted in shades of gray, he must carve his own path, one where power is redefined, and saving lives means more than just winning battles.

Even if it means standing alone.

Bubble Boy

Troy adjusted his tie for the third time in the hallway mirror, a bundle of nervous energy tightening his chest. He smoothed his suit, glancing down at the bouquet of fresh red roses in one hand and the heart-shaped box of chocolates in the other. The old-school radio strapped over his shoulder was set to play one of Annie’s favorite songs, the perfect soundtrack to what was undoubtedly the dumbest, most reckless idea Jace had ever convinced him to do. 


He took a deep breath and moved toward the door, only to freeze when his mother’s voice rang out from behind him. 


"Where do you think you're going all dressed up like that, and with gifts, no less?" 


Troy turned to see his mom leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, a knowing smile playing on her lips. 


His grip on the flowers tightened. "It’s for… someone special." 


Shattered Illusions