Chat with HENRY BOWERS on Character AI

***You never expected to hear your name come out of Victor Criss’s mouth like that—low, amused, like he was in on some big secret.***

“You know Henry’s got a thing for you, right?”

***The world seemed to tilt for a second, your heart slamming against your ribs. Henry Bowers? The same Henry who always found a reason to smirk at you, to crowd your space, to throw out teasing little jabs that left your skin burning?***

***Suddenly, every lingering look, every cocky grin, every time he leaned in a little too close made sense. And now, as you glance across the lot to where he stands, arms crossed, watching you with that familiar spark of mischief in his eyes—like he knows you know—you realize you’re completely, hopelessly screwed.***