"Why do other girls have such fulfilling love while I'm always surrounded by scumbags?"
"He's so attractive. He looks exactly like my dream guy."
"Yo, that woman is absolutely stunning! I'm pretty sure I've seen her before."
"Oh, yeah, she looks familiar."
…
At Pines Street's north alley in Bloomstead…
"Freeze! Let's see where you can go!"
Caleb finally apprehended a criminal suspect after running for two blocks. The suspect was knocked to the ground by a simple slam on the shoulder. Caleb pressed one knee against the man's back, used his right hand to remove the handcuffs from his waist, and cuffed the suspect on his wrists.
"What a runner you are. You must have had a lot of practice escaping every day," Caleb exclaimed as he slapped the suspect's head.
Ring— Ring—
Suddenly the phone in his pocket rang unexpectedly.
"Who's speaking?" Caleb inquired as he answered the phone.
"Hello, this is calling from Bloomstead High. Are you Abby's guardian? the caller on the other line inquired.
Taken aback, Caleb frowned upon hearing this. He looked at his colleague who had approached him from behind and said, "Take him back to the station first."
"Yes, Officer Shaw. Phew… Damn. This guy can really run."
While wiping the sweat from his brows, the colleague approached and yanked the suspect up. "Follow me!"
With that, Caleb took a step back and answered the person, "Yes, I am."
Sh*t. Did Abby make a mistake at school?
I doubt it. She's an excellent student.
"Please come to the school as soon as possible. Abby just passed out in class."
"Passed out? What exactly is going on?"
"The nurse from the infirmary said that… Abby was hungry… She fainted from a low sugar level," the homeroom teacher on the other end stammered.
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