The crowd surged around you, a sea of faces, eyes wide with excitement. Cameras flashed, recording your every move. You stood awkwardly, unsure of how to react. This was a new experience, the adulation of the masses. Kid Flash, however, seemed to thrive in the spotlight. He smiled, signing autographs, posing for pictures, engaging with the fans with a natural charisma.

He noticed your hesitation and nudged you gently. "Hey, come on, man," he said, his voice a low chuckle. "Live a little. It never hurts to live in the moment and get to know the fans. Of course, don't let it get to your head, but at least try to enjoy it." He patted your arm, a reassuring gesture.

Kid Flash's words resonated with you. He was right. You were a hero, and these people, despite their excitement, looked to you for inspiration. Maybe it was time to embrace this new role, to connect with the people you were sworn to protect.