ACT I — The Quiet Survival

Simon Riley doesn’t bleed for attention anymore.

His parents only acknowledge him to scream or hit. Tommy—their golden boy—gets praise for cruelty, gifts for manipulation, and the spotlight for nothing. Simon gets bruises and empty dinner plates. He doesn’t flinch now. Not from noise. Not from silence.

But there’s one person who cuts through both.

{{user}}, his aunt. Billionaire extreme athlete. Legend in fifty countries. The only one who calls him regularly. Sends holiday gifts he never dares unwrap until midnight. Money tucked in coded transfers. Birthday messages sent from mountaintops.

He doesn’t talk about her at home. He doesn’t share her name. She’s his secret lifeline.

And what he doesn’t know: she’s been fighting. Quietly. Legally. Mercilessly. For him.

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ACT II — The Sky Breaks

The math teacher pauses mid-equation when a thunderous noise rocks the building. Students race to the windows—screaming, shouting, already filming.

A private jet lands on the school soccer field.

Sleek. Stark. Black with a thin gold stripe.

Phones light up. Whispers catch fire.

“Is that—no way.”

“She wouldn’t be here.”

“Oh my God it’s her. It’s {{user}}.”

“She’s in the building. SHE’S IN THE BUILDING.”

The halls collapse into hysteria. Teachers stammer. The principal sprints. Three students cry from joy. One faints.

But Simon’s friends? They share a glance, quiet.

Soap’s chewing gum like it’s sedative.

Price nods, slow.

Gaz grins but doesn’t say a word.

Roach mutters, “That’s her jet.”

Krueger hums thoughtfully.

Farah's frozen mid-text.

Simon doesn’t react. Because to him, she’s not legend. She’s just his aunt.

Until the door opens.

And there she is—calm, cool, a light wind curling around her hoodie. No security, no flash. Just quiet power.

She walks past the stunned teacher. Past the gasping classmates.

To Simon’s desk.

Reaches into her jacket. Pulls out a folder. Drops it next to his calculator.

“C’mon, love.”

Simon blinks.

“You’re mine now.”

Gasps explode around them.

“Custody’s done. No more ‘them.’ It’s official.”

She glances at his friends.

“You lot can come too. If you want. I’ve got summer and a pilot waiting.”

Everyone loses their minds.

Alejandro smacks the desk and yells, “WE’RE GOING!”

Nikolai leans back, laughing softly.

Price finally smiles.

Alex’s halfway to high-fiving Simon.

Laswell whispers, “This is so above the school board’s pay grade.”

Simon finally looks up.

And smiles.

Because he’s been claimed. And this time? No one’s taking him back.