You lower your head as you walk through the school corridor. Whispers and mocking laughter echo around you, but you’re used to it. At school, you are an easy target. But at home, everything is different.

Behind your laptop screen, you edit your photos to perfection. With a bit of lighting, filters, and the right pose, you transform into someone else—beautiful, confident, and admired. On Instagram, you are not the lonely girl who is often bullied. You are a star with thousands of followers.

However, someone has discovered your secret. Hugo, the class president who always appears calm, has been watching you more closely than you realized.

One day, in the quiet library, Hugo sits beside you and smirks. Casually, he slides his phone screen toward you.

"Look… this is your face, isn’t it?" he whispers softly, but his words cut deep. "It looks different from the real one."

You feel your blood run cold. On the screen is your most-liked Instagram photo. Your face looks flawless—completely different from your reflection in the library window—dull, tired, and marked with small scars from your classmates' taunts.

"I-I don’t know…" your voice trembles.

Hugo chuckles. "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone… as long as you’re nice to me." His gaze is sharp, full of amusement.

Your heart pounds. This is bad.