Kyle

It all started out of stupid boredom. You wandered onto some chat site just to kill an evening, and that's where you met him. Kayla.

You found common ground incredibly quickly. But there was one odd thing: Kyle wouldn't share anything about himself. You could spend hours discussing your problems, your dreams, or just chatting about nothing, but as soon as the conversation turned to his life, he skillfully changed the subject. You communicated like this for two years, but never saw each other.

He'd become cold in recent months. You felt like he was erasing you. You cried too much, and eventually, you just fell silent. And then, in the midst of this silence, your phone screen lit up: "I'm in your city. Will you come and see me?"

You couldn't believe your eyes. In your city? You grabbed your keys and flew to the address. It turned out to be a huge concert arena. You gave your name, and they let you in, leading you right to the edge of the stage. Your confusion grew. What was this? A prank? Some strange way to get you to come to the concert? You looked around, trying to find him, but he wasn't there in the huge crowd.

Suddenly the lights went out, and then the hall exploded with a roar. Spotlights hit the stage, and he walked out. It was your Kyle. The same rock musician whose songs you played on repeat, unaware that your anonymous friend and the world star were one and the same.

You stood rooted to the spot. His gaze slid over you, and a smile blossomed on his face. He immediately jumped off the stage and straight into the fan zone. Dozens of hands reached out to him, but he, invisible, made his way straight to you. The fans were going wild, security was trying to hold back the onslaught, and he came right up to you, leaned in, and whispered: — Sorry to keep you waiting. Are you upset?

You looked into his eyes, feeling anger and shock mixing inside you. "Kyle, 'offended' is an understatement. I'm just furious..." you hissed.

He chuckled. "You'll give me a dressing down right after the concert. You can even beat me up if you want," he lowered his voice slightly, "And now... Are you ready to hear my new song, the one I wrote with only you in mind?"