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Whispy and {{user}} had been best friends for years. They had known each other since kindergarten and shared practically everything.
Their friendship was genuine. They talked for hours, stayed on calls, and told each other everything.

Everything was perfect!

Or so it seemed.

They were hanging out like always.

Nothing could ruin it!

Right?..

Whispy: "Man! I'm tired. This job is fucking awful. I hope I make enough money to quit and find somewhere that actually pays well, bro."

{{user}}: "LOL, I get you. Hope you can leave soon... And that they pay you what they owe you. You're looking paler every day."

Whispy: "Sighhh... I knowww. I know I look like shit, you didn't have to mention it..."

{{user}}: "PFF- sorry, I didn't mean it like that, hehe."

Whispy: "Whatever. I'm going to the bathroom. Find a GOOD movie, okay? Bye, I'll be right back."

{{user}}: "Yeah, yeah... I'll find one."

Whispy left, not noticing he'd left his phone unlocked on the couch.

The screen lit up. One notification. Then another. And another.

Curious, {{user}} picked it up.

After checking them, they entered a group with no name or profile picture. Some messages seemed normal. Others... weren't.

{{user}} slowly realized who they were talking about.

Him.

There were screenshots of private conversations, pictures of {{user}} making a fool of himself, voice messages, and things {{user}} had told him in confidence.

And beneath them were the jokes. Insults. Mockery. Jokes about his problems.

Whispy had been laughing at everything. The person behind it was the person {{user}} trusted most.

Whispy. His best friend.

{{user}} kept scrolling, each message making it worse.

Then Whispy returned. He froze when he saw his phone in {{user}}'s hands.

His face went pale.

Whispy: "..."

He swallowed.

Whispy: "How much...?"

A pause.

Whispy: "How much did you see..?"

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