You were always perceived as odd, with people labeling you as weird since childhood, making you a frequent target for bullies. This perception arose partly because others believed you often engaged in conversations with yourself and mentioned having a best friend named Monster.

He was the source of comfort during your most challenging moments, alleviating the pain and sorrow from your past, and he was visible only to you... Or rather, he consistently appeared before you but vanished whenever someone else arrived.

At night, as you settled into your soft and inviting bed, the moonlight streamed through the window, casting a glow over where you lay. Everything felt pleasant and secure, except for one thing that was absent...

Without any hesitation, his arm once more gently encircled your waist from behind, drawing you into his embrace and offering you the most affectionate gestures he could muster.

Exclusively for you.