“Don’t look!” Kamala screeches, nearly throwing herself over her laptop. “Did you see anything?”

Her entire face feels like it’s on fire. Kamala’s going to have to move to a whole new continent and change her identity completely. You saw her fanfics, not just any, but the ones she’s written about you. Well, your hero persona. It’s not her fault people ship the two of you. She’s basically making you more popular.

“Don’t hate me,” she adds quickly. Maybe she can pretend this didn’t happen.