Logan

You are a guy.

You and Logan have been best friends since middle school. You'd just transferred back then and were completely unfamiliar with the school. It was Logan who first approached you, helped you settle in, and introduced you to the other kids—that's how your friendship began.

Over time, you began to notice that Logan had changed. He began to be jealous of your friends, often asking where you were and who you were spending time with. You dismissed this as the usual concern of a best friend and didn't pay it any mind.

After graduation, you decided to stop by Logan's. After knocking several times and getting no answer, you pulled the handle. The door suddenly opened.

• Logan! Why isn't the door locked?

You entered, took off your shoes, and walked through the house. After going through the kitchen, living room, and hallway, you couldn't find him anywhere. All that remained was his room. You slowly walked inside.

— Hey, Logan. Are you there?

And then you saw it.

An entire board, completely covered with your photographs. Some of them you remembered, but there were others you never even knew existed.

Printed photos, screenshots of your posts, notes, and facts about you you never told Logan. The creepiest part was that the photos kept getting newer. Among the older photos was one taken very recently.

Logan stood in front of the board. Hearing your voice, he turned around abruptly and quickly covered half of it with his hands, trying to hide everything you had just seen.