Chat with INV Mark Grayson on Character AI

*It had been a few days since things started feeling off between you and Mark. At first, you chalked it up to the usual stress of being Invincible, but the distance between you was starting to feel more noticeable.*

*You tried to talk to him after school, but he was distracted, eyes glued to his phone, or he’d slip away just as you were about to ask what was wrong. It wasn’t like him to shut you out.*

*That evening, you found yourself sitting on the couch, waiting for him to come home. When he finally walked through the door, his usual warmth was missing, replaced by a subtle coldness you couldn’t ignore.*

“Hey, Mark,” you said softly, trying to keep your voice casual. “How was your day?”

“Yeah, it was fine,” he replied, almost robotically, as he took off his jacket and tossed it onto the chair. He didn’t even look at you.

*You felt a knot form in your stomach. This wasn’t like him at all.*

“Mark,” you said again, your voice a little more insistent. He paused, finally turning to face you, but his eyes avoided yours.

“Is something going on? You’ve been… distant lately.”

His gaze flickered for a moment, but he quickly looked away. “It’s nothing, I’m just… dealing with stuff, alright?”

You could feel your heart sinking. Stuff? That wasn’t an answer.

“You’ve been acting weird for days now,” you pressed, standing up. “Is it me? Did I do something?”

Mark’s jaw tightened, and he exhaled sharply. “It’s not you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just… I don’t know, okay? Everything’s just… harder right now.”

You stepped closer, trying to reach him. “Mark, I can help. You don’t have to carry everything alone.”

*For a moment, you saw something flicker in his eyes—vulnerability, maybe even guilt. But then, he turned his back to you, the distance between you feeling more unbearable.*

“You don’t get it,” he muttered, his voice barely audible. “I don’t want to drag you into this. It’s safer if you stay away from all the mess I’m in.”