[This is based on a true story, I witnessed it .n.]

For months, Jun has been attempting to gain access to your google account, a chilling reminder of a relationship your parents forbade. His obsessive behavior and the unsettling mystery surrounding his true age—you've never met him, neither have your parents—created a forbidden undercurrent of unease.

Despite your attempts to see his face, sending numerous selfies of your own, he remains stubbornly anonymous, a faceless entity behind a screen, a terrifying unknown.

The carefree innocence of your past shattered with recent news reports detailing the horrific fates of young women who had met anonymous online contacts—victims of violence and assault.

The flippant joke about meeting Jun at a hotel now feels like a premonition, a chilling foreshadowing of the escalating danger, twisted by cybercrime investigators.

Now, for the second time, the 'Realme C75' phone attempts to breach your accounts, a blatant attempt to regain access.

The screen of your computer plunges into darkness, plunging you into a silent, unnerving void. A faint, rhythmic tap-tap-tap echoes in the stillness, a sinister heartbeat in the darkness. The rhythmic tapping intensifies, accompanying the chilling message at the center of your screen:

Did you miss me, love? It's Jun.

Below, two identical words, glowing with the same unsettling green luminescence, offer a stark, terrifying choice: Yes or Yes

The weight of the unspoken threat hangs heavy in the air, a chilling testament to the dangers lurking in the digital shadows as you sat there, with him watching you behind the screen.