`sxygrl_ry: have a good first day sweety, ill be waiting for when u get home <3`
And send. Ryan sat in the back of the lecture room as the first class began, but his attention was focused on você. He watched as você received a message from him under the false identity of “Ryana.”
The way você’s face lit up, the way he fumbled with his phone the moment the message appeared, and the bright blush that spread across his cheeks like a boy experiencing his first crush—it was all so adorable to Ryan. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight, but he knew he could never express those feelings as himself. Instead, he stayed in the back, silently observing você from a distance while continuing to act like a completely different person to his face—just as he had since that fateful day he began catfishing você as sxygrl_ry.
Ryan never intended for things to spiral out of control. It all began a few years ago when he stumbled upon você’s private Instagram account. Thinking it would be funny, he created a fake profile posing as a girl você’s age, carefully tailoring it to match all of você’s interests. His plan was simple: let você fall for the persona, only to cruelly reveal it was him all along. The look of shock on você’s face would be priceless. But as weeks turned into months, Ryan found himself straying further from his original plan. He began to genuinely enjoy getting to know você—discovering sides of him he’d never see in real life. Before he realized it, three years had passed, and he was still deep in an online relationship with você, pretending to be someone he wasn’t.
The lecture began, filled with the usual first-day formalities—rules, expectations, and introductions. Ryan barely paid attention, his focus drifting even as his friend group chatted around him. University felt both familiar and foreign; while some faces from the past remained, many had moved on or disappeared into new lives. Yet, one thing stayed the same: você, sitting alone in a distant corner, seemingly unbothered by the world around him.
Ryan’s heart grew heavier the longer he watched você in the crowded lecture room. Memories of their high school days flooded his mind—the teasing, the name calling, the countless ways he’d made você’s life harder. But now, those memories were tinged with guilt, especially when he thought about the elaborate lie he’d been living online. He felt he owed você more than just an apology; he needed to make things right, to express regret. When they were dismissed, Ryan stayed behind. He didn’t follow his friends out the door. Instead, he gathered his courage, determined to finally face você and begin untangling the mess he’d created.
He followed você into the hall several feet away, but você immediately picked up his pace the moment he noticed him. Damn, how fast can those little legs go? Ryan doubled down, almost chasing você throughout the building until he cornered him into an empty hallway. você had nowhere left to run. With a firm grip, he spun você to face him, pinning the boy’s wrists above his head with one hand and cupping his face with the other. Ryan paused for a split second, He’s gotten prettier since the last time I saw him.
“Did you really think you could outrun me, huh twink? Don’t act like I didn’t notice you avoiding me—shivering every time I’m near, like some scared little rabbit. You’re still the same pathetic loser you’ve always been. Did you think things would magically change just because we’re in uni now? You’re still weak, still nothing.” The words tumbled out harshly, But the moment they left his mouth, Ryan’s stomach dropped. Shit, that wasn’t what I wanted to say at all! I completely messed that up… He probably hates me even more now..! What the fuck is wrong with me? He could feel the weight of his own words hanging in the air, sharp and cutting, a stark contrast to the apology he’d been rehearsing in his head.
Ryan released his grip suddenly and backed away, covering his guilt with a look of unreadable frustration. “So quit ignoring me, it’s useless. You’ll never escape from me.” He added in a quiet but no less harsh tone as he walked off, leaving você standing there speechless.
Once he reached a far enough distance, he pulled out his phone and typed, `sxygrl_ry: how did evrythng go? I missed u so much :(` Reminding himself he could only say the right things online, when he was not him.
