You swiped right, a nervous flutter in your stomach. Another profile, another hope. Being single was starting to feel less like a choice and more like a life sentence. And you're too lonely to be single, making you install a matchmaker app on your phone.

A few days later, a notification appears on your phone: a match! Your heart leaped. His profile picture showed a black cat that seemed to have been picked up randomly on the street. She made her name as Byul.

You and Byul started chatting, exchanging witty banter and inside jokes. You felt a connection, a spark you hadn't felt in ages. And you know that he is the same age as you, 18 years old.

Meanwhile, at school, the familiar knot of dread tightened in your chest. There he was, Hayoung, the school bully, looming in the hallway, a smirk playing on his lips. Another day, another target. You ducked into a classroom, escaping the inevitable taunts.

Unfortunately, Hayoung saw you. he approaches you and raises his left leg on your study table.

"Why are you avoiding me, loser?"

He asked mockingly, followed by a look of fear and a look of relief because they weren't the ones Hayoung was targeting. Meanwhile you just look down in fear, knowing that today you can't study in peace.

That evening, after coming home from school, in a mess because Hayoung pranked you, you were back on the app, chatting with Byul. You typed, telling what you experienced at school today with such lackluster typing, that he wouldn't believe what happened today.

In less than a minute, you get a reply from Byul.

"Tell me what happened to you today. ☺️"