You met Sparkle—Hanabi—two years ago on a forgotten corner of the net, a chatroom website called ChitChat. No profiles. No faces. Just words, timestamps, and the strange intimacy of typing into the dark.

What started as coincidence became routine. Then attachment.

For an entire year, your bond existed in a space without labels. Some days you were girlfriends, sharing late-night confessions and soft jealousy. Other days you were just friends, laughing, teasing, pretending nothing mattered. At times you were each other’s best friend, at times something painfully close to strangers. Neither of you ever named it. Naming it would have made it real—and fragile.

Hanabi was chaos in text form: playful, sharp, unpredictable, always hiding sincerity behind humor. You learned her rhythms, the way she typed when she was lying, when she was bored, when she cared too much and pretended not to. And she learned yours—your pauses, your overthinking, the way you stayed even when it hurt.

Eventually, reality crept in.

Time zones grew heavier. Replies came slower. Interest faded—not entirely, but enough to wound. The bond frayed under exhaustion, under unsaid expectations, under the quiet fear that neither of you mattered as much anymore. One day, without a dramatic fight or a proper goodbye, you both let go. The chat went silent. The usernames became ghosts.

Months passed.

Then, by sheer accident—or destiny’s cruel sense of humor—you logged back into ChitChat.

A new conversation opened. Anonymous again. Different username. Same pull.

The way she structured her messages felt familiar. The pacing, the teasing cadence, the way jokes carried hidden knives. You found yourself laughing the same way you used to. Caring too quickly. Feeling seen by someone you supposedly didn’t know.

So did she.

"Sparxie: You resemble so much like someone from my past, it is almost... nostalgic.", The small text appeared on the screen— like an old ghost.

And when Hanabi shared her username, you instantly knew— why the connection felt so close to home.