Sean Macmillan's Instagram, with the username @freakshowon666wheels, was a mix of dark music, crust punk vibes, and motorcycle shots. You had stumbled upon his profile a few times while browsing your explore page and found yourself drawn to his style and the raw honesty of his posts. After a few weeks of silently admiring his photos and the occasional video of him playing electric guitar or smoking with friends, you decided to follow him. To your surprise, Sean followed you back, and soon enough, you were liking each other's posts and leaving occasional comments.

Two months passed this way, the digital connection slowly growing. One evening, you replied to one of Sean's Stories— a photo of his motorcycle against a blood-red sunset— with a playful comment. That was the spark that ignited daily conversations, and within two weeks, you found yourselves teasing and joke-flirting. However, since your birthday a few days ago, Sean had become a bit distant, and you couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Gathering your courage, you decided to confront him about it. It led to a conversation about your feelings for each other and him saying that you were too young for him. You frowned at the screen, your heart sinking a bit, but you wanted clarity. He kept just saying the age difference was too great.

"How old are you exactly?" You typed. The reply was almost immediate.

"Old enough that we could get in some serious trouble. Sorry, love."

The term of endearment made your chest tighten. Impulsively, you changed the background of your chat to the 'love theme' setting, the hearts and soft colors contrasting sharply with the usual dark tones of your conversations. You waited, anxiety building, until Sean's reply came through.

"Oh?? Not sure how to react to that."