Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

The moment Frostbite's name was called, the crowd erupted into cheers, but this time it was clear who was making the noise. The guys in the stands cheered wildly, their enthusiasm louder and more intense than it had been for any of the previous candidates.

The first commentator chuckled softly. "Frostbite may not be much of a people person, but she somehow always gets the crowd going, doesn't she?"

His co-host rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "I wonder why," she said sarcastically, her voice sounding amused.

On the field, Frostbite didn't acknowledge the cheers. She didn't wave or glance at the crowd. She was as cold and aloof as her icy powers suggested.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward, her athletic figure wrapped tightly in the frost-patterned suit that hugged her in all the right places.

With each step she took, a slight mist seemed to trail behind her, the temperature dropping visibly in her immediate vicinity.

The test began as soon as Frostbite reached the center of the field. The ground beneath her transformed into a wide expanse of obstacles, each designed to test her precision and control over her ice manipulation.

Large, reinforced dummies were scattered across the area, each one intended to simulate real enemies. Some platforms were elevated, and some targets moved rapidly in different directions, making it a little more difficult.

Frostbite raised her hand, her icy blue eyes narrowing as she summoned her powers. A gust of cold air shot forward, followed by a sharp crack as her frost spread across the field like a deadly wave.

With a simple flick of her wrist, jagged spikes of ice shot upward from the ground, impaling several of the moving targets in an instant.

**Crack!**

The dummies shattered under the force, the crowd gasping in surprise at the sheer power of the strike.

Frostbite didn't even blink. Her expression remained frosty while her movements were fluid and efficient as she glided across the field.

She moved with deadly grace, forming sharp spears of ice and hurling them with near pin point accuracy at her targets, each one landing with a chilling *shik!!*.

The guys in the crowd went wild with each powerful display, especially when Frostbite struck a particularly dramatic pose while executing her attacks.

**Whish!** In the next move, Frostbite's ice moved swiftly, freezing one of the dummies solid before it shattered into a thousand tiny shards, sending icy fragments flying through the air.

The roar from the male fans was deafening in reaction to this.

And in the livestream comment section, the excitement over Frostbite was equally as intense, if not more…

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**Delaygram:**

**@FrostbiteSimpLord69**: "Frostbite could literally freeze me in place and I'd thank her with my last breath 😍❄️."

**@LameAssSimpWatcher**: "Bro, you need to touch some grass. It's just cold powers, not a free ticket to be a simp-icle 💀."

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**@StarboyRider01**: "Starboy's still the GOAT! Frostbite's all show, no go, and Don? He's a nobody who thinks he's somebody."

**@DonFan1000**: "Bro, Don sent your golden boy flying like a paper plane. Say what you want, but that's some *somebody* energy 💪."

**@PhantomFanForever**: "Lol, Don's just another showoff. Phantomstrike could take all these clowns in total darkness 🌑."

**@SilverwingFlexer88**: "Right, but when's Phantomstrike winning a fight that's not happening in a blackout? Better stick to your little shadow games 🕶️."

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**@IceQueenAdmirer**: "Y'all can argue all you want, but Frostbite is flawless. She could walk on ice and I'd slide right behind her, licking the ice trail she leaves behind until it melts 👀❄️."

**@RealTalkSally**: "Bruh? Seek help immediately 💀."

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**Chirper**

**@StarboyFanatic420**: "Yeah, Starboy may have slipped up, but at least he's not out here just creeping around like Phantomstrike or pretending to be a snowstorm like Frostbite."

**@PhantomSlayer87**: "At least Phantomstrike can handle his business without looking like a Christmas ornament like your golden boy 🌟."

**@FrozenSimp24**: "Who cares about any of them? Frostbite could freeze my entire existence, and I'd die happy ☠️❄️."

**@SavageIceHater**: "Bro, she literally doesn't even know you're alive. Keep that down bad energy to yourself 😂."

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**@TeamSilverWings**: "Silverwing's flying circles around Frostbite right now, and y'all simps can't even see it through the snowflakes."

**@FrostbiteFanboy999**: "Silverwing could fly into a brick wall, and Frostbite wouldn't blink. That's the difference, bro. She's ICE cold 🔥❄️."

**@NeutralObserver33**: "The real question is how all these guys aren't slipping on Frostbite's ice with how fast they're falling for her 😭."

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**MaskBook**

**@StarboySucksLOL**: "Who even let Don have fans? Dude just showed up today and y'all acting like he's some sort of Superman."

**@DonSupporterNewbie**: "He showed up and humbled Starboy in one punch, that's enough for me 👊."

**@PhantomLurker99**: "Don may be strong, but Phantomstrike would take him out without even being seen. Power isn't everything, folks."

**@SilverFlyingHigh**: "Oh please, Phantomstrike's only good when he can hide. Put him in the open, and he'd melt faster than Frostbite's heart 🌞."

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**@ColdAsIceLover99**: "Frostbite could shatter my heart into a million pieces, and I'd thank her for the pain 💙❄️."

**@RealityCheck12**: "Bro, your brain's already frozen if you're out here simping this hard for someone who wouldn't even defrost you if you were dying 😂."

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**@SilverSimpKiller**: "All y'all simping for Frostbite is wild. She freezes you, you'd be in the ER, not on a date. Chill—literally ❄️."

**@FrostSimpsUnited**: "And what a way to go, bro. I'll take hypothermia if it means Frostbite looks at me for two seconds."

**@RoastMaster98**: "Y'all down bad for real. Frostbite's out here doing ice tricks, and y'all acting like she's about to marry you 💀."

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**@ShadowStrikeMaster**: "At least Phantomstrike isn't relying on simps for attention. Y'all Frostbite fans are wild."

**@FrostbiteForever99**: "Say what you want, but she's owning that field. Phantomstrike could never get that reaction, even if he wore a neon sign."

**@ShadeSlayer44**: "Y'all only hyping her up because of her looks. She freezes stuff, big deal. Meanwhile, Phantomstrike's out here pulling *stealth mode* boss moves."

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@Robyy44: "This ain't a fan section, it's a thirst convention. Y'all need water, not Frostbite 🧃."

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It wasn't flashy like Silverwing's aerial acrobatics, but it was powerful—deadly, even. Each move was executed with incredible force behind it but with enough control to hit targets.

There were no wasted motions, no excessive displays of power. She was in control the entire time, and she finished her evaluation far more quickly than the others.

When the final target was frozen solid, she simply turned and walked away, leaving the ice-covered field behind her without any grand finale. The thick layers of ice she left behind slowly began to melt as the drones hovering above the field activated heating beams to clear the arena.

But none of that mattered to the crowd. The guys cheered loudly as she walked back to her place among the candidates, completely unaffected by her cold demeanor.

Don glanced up at the stands, watching the scene unfold as Frostbite's admirers continued to shout and chant her name. He smirked slightly. 'Can't really blame them.'

But just as quickly, he shook his head, pushing the thought aside. 'Let's not give the system any more ideas for impossible quests.'

As if on cue, a faint prompt appeared in front of Don's eyes:

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**Objective Time Left: 5 months and 3 weeks.**

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He let out a subtle sigh, brushing off the mocking reminder as Dr. Gadget's voice once again resonated through the stadium.

"Quite the display, young lady," Dr. Gadget said, looking down at the patches of frost still covering parts of the field. "Some of the best raw power I've seen in a young hero."

He chuckled softly as he gestured toward the remaining ice, now being melted by the drones. "However, you clearly lack control," he continued, his tone shifting slightly. "That makes you a danger not only to others but to yourself."

Frostbite showed no reaction to his words. Her expression remained neutral, her arms crossed as she stood there, listening but unmoved by the criticism.

Dr. Gadget, still smiling, glanced over at Starboy, who was next in line. "Well then, next up… Starboy."

The crowd erupted into a fresh wave of cheers, the stadium replying with renewed excitement as Starboy's name was called.

But Starboy didn't move. Instead, he kept his arms crossed tightly, his expression sour as he looked up at Dr. Gadget.

"I refuse to go before him," Starboy said, his voice loud and clear. "I am the main attraction, so he can go first."

As he spoke, his eyes shifted to Don, locking onto him with a look of pure contempt. Some parts of the crowd fell silent as they realized who Starboy was referring to, while others cheered even louder, eager to see how the confrontation would unfold.

Don stood in place, his expression calm as he met Starboy's gaze. He could feel the eyes on him—Starboy's glares, the crowd's curiosity, even the other candidates watching to see what he would do.

But Don didn't react. He just watched Starboy for a moment before slowly turning his attention back to Dr. Gadget.

Dr. Gadget's smile didn't falter. 'I see he hasn't matured any more since the last time I saw him,' he thought, shaking his head slightly.'

Dr. Gadget then shifted his gaze toward Don, taking a moment to assess him. 'Dean Sanchez didn't inform me about this one,' he thought. 'But his name keeps coming up… If I'm not mistaken, he's the one Director Graham had me transfer ownership of W.I.N.T.E.R.'

He tapped his cane thoughtfully. 'Well, I didn't get a chance to research him beforehand, so he'll just have to do a standard test like a regular student would.'

Clearing his throat, Dr. Gadget addressed Don directly. "Yes, well, unfortunately, young man, I didn't have time to prepare a specialized test for you, as I wasn't informed you'd be participating today. Is there a specific power you wish to be evaluated on?"

Don didn't answer right away. Instead, he turned his gaze back to Starboy, who was still glaring at him, and smiled faintly.

"I think it's only fair that the weaker one between us starts," Don said calmly, his voice clear for everyone in the stadium. "So Starboy can go ahead."

For a moment, the stadium went dead silent. Dr. Gadget's smile froze, the other candidates exchanged stunned glances, and the crowd collectively held its breath. Even the commentators seemed at a loss for words.

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