The next day, something felt different.
She texted him in the evening.
No reply.
She waited.
Still nothing.
He was online.
But he didn't answer.
Her mood slowly changed.
Why did that bother her?
It shouldn't.
They were just friends.
Nothing more.
After twenty minutes, she typed—
SilentStar15: If you don't want to talk, just say it.
Seen.
No reply.
Her chest felt slightly heavy.
Not heartbreak.
Just irritation.
Fine.
If he wanted to ignore her—
She could ignore him too.
Without thinking much, she pressed the block button.
Blocked.
Silence.
Five minutes later—
Her phone felt too quiet.
Why did she do that?
It was childish.
She tried focusing on her homework.
Didn't work.
After almost an hour, she unblocked him.
Immediately—
A message appeared.
UnknownUser: That was fast.
Her eyes widened.
He knew.
SilentStar15: You were ignoring me.
UnknownUser: I was eating.
She blinked.
That simple.
Her cheeks warmed in embarrassment.
SilentStar15: You could have said that.
UnknownUser: You could have waited.
She stared at the screen.
Then typed—
SilentStar15: I don't like being ignored.
There was a pause.
Longer than usual.
Then—
UnknownUser: I wasn't ignoring you.
That line felt softer.
Different.
She didn't reply immediately.
Because she didn't know why that mattered to her.
After a few seconds—
UnknownUser: Don't block me again.
Her heart skipped slightly.
Not because it was romantic.
But because it sounded…
Serious.
She quickly covered it up with humor.
SilentStar15: Then don't disappear without warning, Mr. Invisible.
UnknownUser: Deal.
A small smile appeared on her face.
That night, she realized something.
She wasn't falling in love.
No.
She was just getting used to someone being there.
Someone constant.
Someone who replied.
Someone who noticed when she disappeared.
And that felt…
Comfortable.
Dangerously comfortable.
But she reminded herself again—
Just friends.
Nothing more.