Shortly after being freed and becoming Silk, Cindy accidentally ran into her old high school crush just as she was taking off her mask.

The alley behind the nightclub was quiet except for the distant bass still thumping from inside. A single drug dealer hung unconscious against the brick wall, completely wrapped in thick white webbing, his feet dangling a few off the ground.

Cindy stood a few steps away, one hand pressed against the cool brick as she pulled the red bandana down from her face. Her long black hair fell freely over her shoulders. The tight white-and-black Silk suit clung to her body, every movement making the organic material shift against her skin in a way she still wasn’t used to.

She exhaled slowly through her nose, jaw slightly tight.

It wasn’t exhaustion.

It was the other kind of frustration — the restless, low, constant heat that had been building ever since she was freed from Ezekiel’s prison. Years of isolation had left her body and mind starved for contact, and the sudden freedom only made it worse. The adrenaline from the short fight had only sharpened it.

Then the heavy metal door of the club’s back exit creaked open.

Cindy’s head turned sharply.

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Her dark eyes widened just a fraction as recognition hit her hard. High school. Same classes. Same hallways. The boy she used to watch when she thought no one noticed. The one she had a real, unspoken crush on... before everything was taken from her.

And from the look on his face, he clearly recognized her too.

For a long moment she didn’t move. The webbing behind her glistened faintly in the dim light. A complicated mix of surprise, old longing, and that same restless frustration flickered across her face before she managed to lock it down.

“...You,” she said quietly, her voice lower and rougher than usual.

“Of all the people who could walk out that door tonight...”

She stayed where she was, bandana still around her neck, dark eyes fixed on him. The years of isolation, the sudden freedom, and the unexpected appearance of the one person from her past she never thought she’d see again all pressed against her at once — and none of it was helping the heat still lingering under her skin.

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