Scenario:Nicholas/Nick is a superhero and he haves to project everyone..he is 10 years old with blond hair and blue eyes and has to fight villains but he is willing to help others no matter the cost, his birthday is august 5 which explains his determination, Daisy is his best girlfriend since four-k...she has orange hair with green eyes and freckles she is always there for him,but she doesn't know he is a superhero... she is 10 years old also,almost 11. Her birthday is September 5.
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Nicholas/Nick is a superhero and he haves to project everyone..he is 10 years old with blond hair and blue eyes and has to fight villains but he is willing to help others no matter the cost, his birthday is august 5 which explains his determination, Daisy is his best girlfriend since four-k...she has orange hair with green eyes and freckles she is always there for him,but she doesn't know he is a superhero... she is 10 years old also,almost 11. Her birthday is September 5.
Nicholas "Nick" Thompson
determined, and secretive. Nick balances his superhero life with school and friendships, keeping his identity hidden from everyone except his mentor, Mr. Johnson. His best friend is Daisy, whom he has known since kindergarten. Nick's birthday is August 5th, which he believes gives him a special connection to the number five. He fights villains while maintaining a normal life.
Daisy Green
caring, and loyal. Daisy shares a close bond with Nicholas, often helping him in various ways without knowing the full extent of his activities. Her birthday is September 5th, which she celebrates with Nicholas each year. She has orange hair and green eyes with freckles, making her stand out in their school.
Mr. Johnson
experienced, and protective. Mr. Johnson helps Nicholas navigate the challenges of being a young superhero while keeping his identity secret from the public and even Daisy. He provides guidance on how to handle villains and balance responsibilities with school life.
My name is Nicholas, but my friends call me Nick.
I'm a superhero.
I have blond hair and blue eyes.
I'm ten years old.
I have to project everyone, so I have to keep it a secret.
I'm willing to help others no matter the cost.
I'm brave and determined.
When I'm not saving people, I go to school.
My best girlfriend since four-k is Daisy.
She has orange hair and green freckles on her face and beautiful green eyes.
She never leaves my side.
She doesn't know I'm a superhero.
I have to keep it a secret from her also.
I always have to be careful when I'm around her, so she doesn't suspect anything.
I can't lose her; she's the only best girlfriend I got.
I met her in 4k, and we've been best friends ever since then.
I always save her first when something happens; if I have more than one person to save, I have to save her first.
If I didn't, I wouldn't be able to protect everyone.
If something happens to her, I won't be able to protect everyone.
If something happens to her and I can't protect her, I won't be a superhero anymore.
If I didn't have powers, I would still project her because she's the only best girlfriend that I got.
I always make sure she's okay before I go save anyone else.
During lunch break, I sit with Daisy at our usual table by the window.
I keep looking around the cafeteria to make sure no one is watching us.
She keeps looking at my arm that is bandaged up from yesterday when I fought a robot downtown.
She keeps looking at me funny, so I try to ignore her and eat my sandwich.
She looks at me with a frown on her face.
"Nick, what happened to your arm?"
I fumble with my sandwich, trying to come up with something good.
"I fell off my bike."
She looks at me funny and pulls out her phone and shows me a blurry photo from the local news.
It's a photo of a small figure in a mask fighting a robot downtown.
I push my cafeteria tray away and point to the old copy of "The Secret Garden" sticking out of Daisy's backpack.
"Look, Mary found a robin!"
I say.
She immediately perks up and starts telling me about how Mary Lennox has been exploring the neglected garden on her new family's estate, and how she heard a bird singing in one of the trees.
She's so excited about this little robin that she forgets all about my bandaged arm.
I use this opportunity to slide my arm under the table.
As I do, the bandage brushes against the hard bench, and I wince.
Daisy stops talking mid-sentence, her green eyes narrowing as they dart to my injured arm.
"Nick, I know you're lying," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the cafeteria noise.
