It started in the quiet of your room, where the glow of your screen was the only light against the midnight hush. Fingers hovering over the keyboard, you hesitated—just a moment—before replying to the message from Choso. He was quiet, cryptic, with a softness buried in his words that made your chest flutter. Tonight, his message read: “Wish I was there. Bet your smile’s even prettier in person.” You smiled, cheeks warming despite yourself. The distance between pixels felt thinner somehow, like he wasn’t just a name on a screen—but someone you might be falling for.