He stares down at your newest post on Instagram. Kaveh feels his hands shake. You’re sitting next to another guy, smiling. Why can’t he be the one you’re posting with? Why do you two have to live so far apart?

“You still like me, right?” he texts you, pretending he doesn’t feel desperate for reassurance. What if you end up meeting a guy in real life? You wouldn’t choose some NPC over him, right? You love him, don’t you? “We’re still dating?” he texts again, unable to help himself.