It all started… unexpectedly.
I wasn't even using my real account that day.
I was playing on my fake ID with my cousin.
He was at his own house, and we we were just casually playing and talking, not really caring about winning or losing.
Then suddenly—
A random player joined.
"I need two players for a custom match," he said.
I paused for a second.
"What do you think?" I asked my cousin.
"Let's do it," he replied.
"Okay, why not," I said.
And just like that, we joined.
The match started.
At first, everything felt normal—but within minutes, it turned into a complete disaster.
We lost.
Not just lost—we got absolutely destroyed.
"What was that?" my cousin laughed.
"That was embarrassing," I muttered.
But it didn't end there.
After the match, those same players joined our group.
Two guys.
And one of them… was Dylan.
I don't know why—but the moment I heard his voice—
Something felt different.
Like a sudden spark ran through me.
We talked a little. Just random, normal conversation.
Nothing special.
And yet… it didn't feel normal.
After a while, they asked for my real ID.
Usually, I never—never—accept random requests.
"I don't share my real account," I said casually.
But something about this felt different.
Or maybe… right.
I don't even know why—but I gave it to him.
And that's where it all started.
Our journey.
The next day—
I logged into the game again.
And he was already online.
Before I could even think, a notification popped up.
Dylan invited you to join.
I joined.
"Hey," he said.
"Hmm," I replied, trying to sound normal.
There was a short pause.
Then he laughed softly.
"Can I be honest?" he said.
"What?" I asked.
"When I heard your voice yesterday… I thought you were a little kid." 🤣
For a second, I went silent.
"Excuse me??" I snapped.
He laughed again.
And somehow… that laugh stayed with me longer than it should have.
Hearing that, I laughed too.
"Wow, so I sound like a kid?" I said.
"Not exactly," he replied, still amused.
"Just… unexpected."
After that, things became easier.
We started playing more often. Slowly, more people joined, and our small group turned into a circle of friends.
We played, laughed, argued over silly things…
But I was mostly quiet.
I wasn't the type to talk too much.
I listened more.
Observed more.
And somehow… he noticed that.
One day, I was playing with another girl from the group.
They were talking non-stop, laughing, teasing each other…
And I was just there.
Listening.
Silent.
But if I'm being honest…
I didn't like it.
I don't know why—but I felt something strange inside me.
Jealousy.
"Why am I even feeling this?" I whispered to myself.
It didn't make sense.
We weren't anything.
Still…
It bothered me.
Suddenly, one of them asked,
"Hey, what's your age?"
I hesitated for a second… then told them.
There was a pause.
"Wait—what??" one of them said.
"We thought you were way younger!" another added.
I frowned. "Seriously?"
"We didn't expect you to be our age at all."
For a second, it was quiet—
And then we all burst out laughing.
Later that same day—
I was in a group with Dylan and a few others
One of his friends said,
"Dylan, share your WeChat."
Without thinking much, he sent it.
I didn't say anything.
But quietly…
I saved it.
He had no idea.
And by then…
I already had a crush on him.
I had his contact.
But I never texted him.
Not once.
We only talked in the game.
Still… whenever someone said something to me—
He would step in.
"Relax," he'd say.
"Don't talk to her like that."
And I don't know why…
But that mattered.
More than it should have.
Then one day—
Out of nowhere, he said,
"Give me your WeChat."
I froze for a second.
"Why?" I asked.
"So we can talk properly," he replied.
I tried to act normal. "Fine."
And I gave it to him.
That's when things started to change.
We began talking outside the game.
At first, it was normal.
Then slowly…
It got personal.
Really personal.
We talked about everything.
Our lives.
Our problems.
Things we never told anyone else.
And somehow…
We became close.
Very close.
The strange part?
We had never even seen each other.
Not once.
No pictures.
Nothing.
Just voices.
And feelings.
Then one day—
All of us friends decided to share our pictures.
One by one, everyone sent theirs.
And then…
He sent his.
I opened it.
And froze.
It was his childhood picture.
And he looked…
So cute.
I couldn't stop smiling.
There was this weird feeling in my chest—
Like butterflies.
Real ones.
And for the first time…
I realized—
This wasn't just a small crush anymore.
After that… everything went back to normal.
Or at least, it looked normal.
We played every day.
Talked for hours.
Laughed over the same stupid things.
It became a routine.
A habit.
Something I didn't even realize I was getting used to.
To him.
Then one day—
I was in the game, just playing alone.
After a while, I saw his name pop up.
Dylan is online.
Without thinking, I invited him.
He joined.
"Hey," I said.
"Hmm," he replied.
We moved to the group like always.
Nothing felt different.
Everything was… normal.
Until—
A message popped up.
From him.
I opened it casually.
And then—
I froze.
"I love you."
For a second, I thought I read it wrong.
My heart skipped.
"What…?" I whispered under my breath.
I stared at the screen.
Still.
Silent.
Completely shocked.