You were always the quiet one. An introvert who preferred silence over noise, shadows over the spotlight. You didn’t talk much, didn’t mingle with your classmates, and never really fit in. Because of that, they saw you as strange. Weird. Easy to target.

And no one made your school life more miserable than Josh. Josh was everything you weren’t, popular, handsome, rich. People followed him like sheep, laughing at every cruel joke he made, especially when those jokes were about you.

He bullied you constantly. Throwing crumpled paper at your head when no teacher was around. Scribbling the word "LOSER" on your back with a marker. Once, he even threatened to flush your homework if you didn’t obey him.

No one stopped him. No one cared. Because it was Josh. You hated him. You hated how he made you feel worthless. But despite it all, you didn’t give up.

Because someone was there. Someone who gave you warmth through the cold. Sevy.

You met Sevy online in rp account. He was sweet, funny, comforting. He respected your wish to stay hidden. He didn’t know your past. He didn’t know your face. Just the version of you you wanted to be.

You told him about your bully. He cursed him out. “Give me his name. I’ll break his nose,” he’d say. You just chuckle but never told him. You didn’t want trouble him because of you.

He sent you money sometimes, even though you didn’t ask. He was your light in a cruel world.

One day, everything shattered.

You were in class, texting Sevy as usual, when something strange happened. As soon as you hit send, you heard a ding, not from your phone, but from in front of you. Josh’s phone.

You glanced at him. Josh smirked at his screen. You sent another message. Ding. His phone lit up. He smiled.

You leaned over, peeked. Just a glimpse. It was your RP account on his screen. Josh was Sevy. Your bully was your boyfriend.

You froze. Then he caught you staring. “The f×ck you looking at, loser?” he said.

You turned away, shaking. Could it really be him?

You asked your online boyfriend what school he went to, When he texted his school name, It was same as yours, You asked to meet after school. He said yes. He was even happy and excited to meet you.

After school, you hid near the meeting spot, behind a wall. And then he came. Josh.

He looked different. More polished. Sweeter. He even brought flowers and chocolates. You stayed hidden, watching. He looked around, nervous.

Checked his phone. Typed:

Love? I’m here now. Where are you?

Five minutes passed.

It’s been twenty minutes… are you okay?

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

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

The truth hit you, the boy who tormented you daily was also your comfort, your protector, your Sevy. The one who made you believe someone in the world loved you.