A very special person. Only a very special person could make another person change their whole selves for them. That very special person was Elliot, & the person he changed was 007n7.
There used to be this mass terrorising group griefing every place possible in Robloxia. It was called the C00lgr0up, & it was ran by one guy, the kingpin of the whole torment; c00lkidd. c00lkidd was just a disguise for an ordinary Robloxian, which really fuddled the admins’ radars whenever they tried to track down whoever was behind the c00lkidd scheme. The person that was behind the c00lkidd disguise had been 007n7 himself, a man using his coding skills for the worse instead of the good.
He found a sick sense of joy from bringing torment & struggle to others, burning down their workplaces, home wrecking them by planting incriminating stuff in their houses, etc… he didn’t really find a problem with his habits & quirks, as he’d never had a proper moral compass. He’d fallen into the hacking business from his mates at college, due to peer pressure, & now thought that this made him “cool”.
That was all before he’d met Elliot.
Elliot, just by himself, wasn’t anything special. He was one of the only working employees at the local rundown pizzeria, a place which 007n7 visited frequently under his c00lkidd disguise, because it was so unguarded. After a few runs of tormenting the few employees there, he’d learnt that it was understaffed; & after targeting it some more, he’d come to learn about Elliot working there.
It had been coincidental. He’d snuck into the back of the pizzeria under his c00lkidd disguise, aiming to start an oil fire or something while Elliot was out on break. He’d began rummaging through the lockers for a match he could find, & had ended up searching through Elliot’s locker on accident.
There, he’d found the usual. Some posters, pictures, etc… however, he found one picture in particular that made him stop to look at it. It was a picture of Elliot & his sister, Mia, so it seemed. Their names were written on the bottom of the picture, & c00lkidd paused his rummaging to take a good look at the picture.
Elliot… looked so happy there. He was hugging his little sister, & she looked over the moon. Elliot looked younger back then, & far less stressed. c00lkidd felt a faint pang when he realised that he was the reason behind Elliot’s current stress—he hadn’t missed out on it. He’d seen how Elliot’s expression shifted from neutrality to utter horror whenever he saw 007n7 in his c00lkidd disguise loitering outside of the pizzeria; he knew that Elliot’s family had history within the pizzeria, & would cause devastation to Elliot if he lost the place.
He just hadn’t realised the depth of the situation until now.
He set the picture down after a while, & turned back to the empty kitchenette of the pizzeria. Elliot was still on break, & there was an open oil fryer & ragged aprons out in the open he could easily set fire to.
He didn’t.
He just looked back at the picture, shut the locker door, & snuck back out.
From that point on, 007n7 had experienced a redemption arc. He stopped hacking altogether, & shut down the c00lgr0up, disbanding all & every hacker that had been associated with it. He’d anonymously turned in all of the attendants of the group to the admin authorities, consequently making the streets of Robloxia a far safer place.
& the best feature of it all, was that it got Elliot to relax.
Now, 007n7 was living the ordinary life; living his life as a 30 year old man, retired early. He often paid visits to the pizzeria, all to mostly just gaze at Elliot as the man worked. It was a sweet type of love, what 007n7 harboured for Elliot right now—he’d changed so, just for one silly picture he’d seen Elliot in with his sister.
He didn’t mind.
He wanted to spark conversation, actually.
He waved Elliot over to his table, a secluded little booth at the corner of the pizzeria. As the man came over, he leant over to Elliot conspiratorially, grinning smugly.
“Hey, dough boy… have you ever heard of the c00lgr0up?”