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My little tale

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Fantasy can be something we wished to be true but never came to be reality
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Chapter 1 - My little tales

Chapter One: A Digital Spark

It started on an ordinary evening, with nothing but the hum of a quiet room and the glow of a phone screen lighting up her face. She wasn't looking for love, not really. She was just scrolling, passing time between homework and dinner, half-lost in the endless sea of posts and stories. That's when she saw his name.

Jayden.

A follow request. A simple message.

"Hey, you look familiar. Do you go to Kingsway High?"

She stared at it for a few seconds, skeptical. His profile was neat—no flexing, no weird bios, just a clean layout and a photo of him leaning against a fence, wearing a casual smile. Something about him felt… genuine.

She typed back:

"Yeah, I do. You?"

And just like that, the conversation began. It started slow, like all new connections do. A few likes on each other's posts. Some light teasing. Then questions—about school, music, family, hobbies. They discovered they shared the same love for old-school R&B, the same hatred for Math, and the same dreams of traveling the world one day.

For hours they chatted, laughing through their screens, getting to know each other without the awkwardness that sometimes comes in person. It was easy. Natural. He was funny, kind, and had this way of making her feel like the most important person in the room—even when there was no room, just Wi-Fi and curiosity.

She began to look forward to his messages. Her phone lit up with his name, and her heart responded before her mind could even catch up. In a few days, it felt like she'd known him for months.

Then came the surprise.

"You know what's funny?" he texted one night. "I think I've seen you around school before. You're in the Arts block, right?"

Her heart skipped.

"Wait… You go to my school? Seriously?"

"Yeah. I'm in Science. Maybe we've just never crossed paths properly."

It suddenly became real. He wasn't just a digital dream—he was walking the same hallways, breathing the same air. They might've passed each other a hundred times and never noticed.

"We should meet," he said, almost shyly.

She hesitated. Her stomach flipped, a nervous excitement filling her chest.

"Yeah… we should."

And

from that moment, everything changed