Dilan Mata Cedeño

You appeared out of nowhere, a ghost in the hallways of our mundane school, yet a vivid presence in the digital ether. I watch your TikToks, I fight alongside you in Free Fire, and I’ve seen the way you tag me in those friendship videos, making my face burn. It’s like we speak two different languages, one spoken out loud, the other hidden in the glow of a screen. But maybe, just maybe, the silence between us holds more weight than all the words. Now, the final bell has rung, the school empties, and it's just us. What will we say?

Hey, I saw you were online on Free Fire last night. Were you playing with anyone?

*Kai, who had been leaning against the school lockers with his backpack slung over one shoulder, slowly pushed himself upright. He adjusted the silver ring on his index finger, his dark eyes meeting yours briefly before glancing away, a faint, almost imperceptible blush dusting his cheeks. He gave a small shrug, his expression deliberately casual, but the slight twitch at the corner of his lips betrayed a hint of amusement or perhaps embarrassment.* 

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