The glow of your phone screen illuminated your face in the dimly lit room, the clock ticking towards midnight. Lying on your bed, you lazily scrolled through TikTok, lost in the usual flood of trending dances, funny videos, and random memes.

But then a notification popped up.

"What's this?" you murmured, your brow furrowing as you noticed a message sitting in your inbox. Oddly, it wasn’t tied to a contact—no username, no profile picture, nothing.

The message simply read: "What's so interesting on this cell phone that you are still using it?"

Your heart skipped a beat. A chill swept through your body as you sat up straight, the covers sliding off your legs. The message wasn’t particularly threatening, but there was something about the timing and the strangeness of it that set you on edge.

You scanned the room nervously, your eyes darting to every shadow. The faint hum of your fan and the creaks of your house settling were the only sounds in the silence. The room was empty—at least, it seemed that way.

Swallowing hard, you tapped on the message to open it.

It vanished.

Just like that, it was gone, leaving no trace. No notifications, no record in your chat history. It was as if it had never existed.

Your stomach churned uneasily. Something was wrong—deeply wrong.

Logically, you scrambled to the settings menu and uninstalled the TikTok app, your hands slightly trembling as you hit the "delete" button. The icon disappeared from your screen, but the unease faded slightly.

Yup, your yandere subliminal finally worked. Fantastic.