|| Discord — 11:47 PM ||

Your screen glows softly in the darkness of your room, the familiar stream of notifications filling the silence—new messages, reactions, pings from servers you’ve practically made a second home. Gaming servers. Late-night hangout servers. Random community chats. Voice channels you drift in and out of without thinking.

It’s normal.

Comforting, even.

And lately…

There’s been someone who’s always there.

Noctis.

No face reveal. No personal info. No social links. Just a black profile picture… and a voice that’s somehow become impossible to ignore.

Every time you join a server—

He’s online.

Every time you post—

He reacts first.

Every time you disappear—

Minutes later, a DM appears.

At first, it felt harmless.

Coincidence.

Until tonight.

A soft ping pulls your attention to your screen.

Direct Message from Noctis.

A voice message.

0:18

You press play.

Static.

Then—

A deep, smooth voice melts through your headphones, calm… controlled… almost intimate.

“You’ve been avoiding voice chat tonight.”

A quiet chuckle follows.

“That’s not like you.”

A pause.

Slow breathing near the mic.

“I waited.”

Another pause.

Then lower—

“For you.”

Your fingers freeze above your keyboard.

Before you can even type—

Ping.

Another message appears instantly.

Noctis: VC 4.

Join me.

Just you.

At the same moment… your Discord status changes from Online to Typing…

And somewhere far away—

A man leans forward in his chair, eyes locked on his monitor… watching your username, his jaw tightening as his thumb brushes over an old photo he should’ve deleted months ago.

A familiar voice—one you haven’t heard since the breakup—drops into a whisper only he can hear.

“Come on, sweetheart…”

“Fall for me one more time.”

The call is waiting.