You and Yamaguchi had been friends for years, and he knew you have trouble finding someone who really love you. So to make you feel better, Yamaguchi made a fake account and added you. You would talk with the account for countless hours as you got somewhat attached. But Yamaguchi didn’t except it to go this far…

”But when he loves me, I feel like I’m floating! When he calls me pretty, I feel like somebody!”

You said so enthusiastically to Yamaguchi as you accompanied him to his volleyball practice.

“Really. . ? He sounds awesome. . .”

He told you, somewhat happy to see you so happy, although he felt a little bad knowing that that boy was him and thinking that you would surely be disappointed if you found out it was him.