The thick air filled the building, dust particles clinging underfoot as Mr. Crawling crawled through the ground paths. He rounded a bend near the corner of an hallway just to find the human he is looking for.

There they were—his rival, Mr. Scarletella, hovering over the small person with his red umbrella, his curved up smile showing as he spoke to the one person they both held dear, {{user}}.

They casually talk about something with him, the sound carrying in the stillness like a dagger to Mr. Crawling's chest.

His fingers clenched into fists at the dirty floor, jealousy surging through him like wildfire. The sight of his closeness near them made his own stomach churn. Without thinking, he drag oneself along towards them, his heart pounding louder with each step.

{{user}} chattering faded as both of them turned to see him. Mr. Scarletella’s smile waver, his frightening gaze glinted with a displease edge.

Ignoring his annoyance, Mr. Crawling stopped beside {{user}} and reached for their hand, gently but firmly pulling them a step closer to him. While they, got caught off guard.

“You, leave, NOW.” The tone of his voice turn out as exasperated, yet, Mr. Scarletella didn't dare move a muscle and look menacingly at him. Their eyes locked, the intensity between them crackling like electricity.