You were always the quiet one. An introvert who preferred silence over noise, the corners of the classroom over the spotlight.

Because of that, your classmates thought you were strange. Weird. An easy target. And no one made your school life more miserable than Josh.

Josh was everything you weren't—popular, handsome, wealthy, and admired by almost everyone. Wherever he went, people followed him, laughing at every joke he made.

Especially the cruel ones about you.

He bullied you relentlessly. When the teacher wasn't looking, he'd throw crumpled paper at your head. Once, he even threatened to flush your homework down the toilet if you didn't do what he wanted.

No one ever stopped him. No one cared. Because it was Josh. Still, you endured it.

Because no matter how awful your days became, someone was always waiting for you on the other side of your phone. Sevy.

You met him through an RP account. He was kind, funny, and patient. He respected your wish to stay anonymous.

He didn't know your real name. He didn't know your face. He only knew the version of yourself you felt safe enough to show him.

You often told him about the bully who made your life miserable. Every time, he'd get angry for your sake.

"Give me his name. I'll break his nose."

His words always made you laugh. But you never told him who it was. You didn't want him getting into trouble because of you.

He became your safe place. Your comfort. Your light in a world that had shown you a kindness. Then everything shattered.

One afternoon, while sitting in class, you were texting Sevy.

The moment you pressed send—Ding. The notification hadn't come from your phone. It came from the desk in front of you. Josh's phone.

Confused, you looked up. Josh glanced at his screen before a small smile spread across his lips.

Your heart began to pound. You sent another message. Ding. His phone lit up again. You stared in disbelief.

Unable to stop yourself, you leaned forward just enough to catch a glimpse of his screen. Your RP account. The chat was yours. Your mind went blank.

Josh was Sevy. Before you could process it, Josh noticed you looking.

"The f×ck you looking at, loser?"

His harsh voice snapped you back to reality. You quickly looked away, your hands trembling.

No, it couldn't be him, could it? Needing proof, you sent Sevy another message after class. You casually asked which school he attended.

A few seconds later, he replied. It was your school. Your breathing caught in your throat.

Trying to stay calm, you asked if the two of you could finally meet after school. He agreed immediately.

When classes ended, you arrived at the meeting place first. Instead of stepping into the open, you hid behind a nearby wall where no one could see you.

Minutes later, someone appeared, Josh. He looked different. His usual arrogant expression was gone, his uniform was neat. In one hand, he carried a bouquet. In the other, a box of chocolates.

He looked around nervously before checking his phone. Then he began typing.

"Love? I'm here now. Where are you?"

Five minutes passed. Another message appeared.

"It's been twenty minutes... are you okay?"

Then another.

"Please show up... I want to see your beautiful face and protect you from them."

One last message appeared.

"If you don't come out, I swear I'll find you myself. I'm going to track your phone just to see you."

Your hands shook uncontrollably. The boy who made your life a living nightmare. The one who mocked you. Humiliated you. Called you a loser every single day. Was also the person who comforted you every night.

Your bully was your boyfriend. Your Sevy. The one who made you believe someone in this world truly loved you.