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The last message
Updated at Aug 23, 2025, 01:13
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Unspoken
Updated at Aug 15, 2025, 14:58
It all began with a link.I sent my contact to friends, told them to post it in a group — just for fun. I didn’t expect anything to come from it.But then he texted.A stranger who became my “bestie” before I even realized what was happening.We never called, he never sent voice notes, but we talked every day. He asked me strange questions — like if I would date a shy guy — and hinted at things I couldn’t tell if he meant.The closer we got, the more we argued over the smallest things. And one day, when I asked what I did wrong, he told me I was “asking a silly question.”Maybe we’re just best friends.Maybe we’re something more.But between the jokes, the fights, and the unspoken feelings, I can’t help but wonder…What if we’re both too shy to admit the truth?
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When bestfriends feel more
Updated at Aug 14, 2025, 13:49
Title: When Best Friends Feel MoreEpisode One – The Number I Never Thought He’d UseI wasn’t looking for anything serious when I posted my number in that online group link.People do it all the time—sometimes you make friends, sometimes strangers text you once and disappear. I didn’t expect anything different.A day later, a message popped up from an unknown number."Hey, I saw your number from the link… mind if we talk?"I glanced at it and kept scrolling. He was just another random guy from the internet. Why bother?But then, he texted again."Where do you stay? Maybe we’re not too far from each other."That made me laugh a little. I wasn’t about to give my real address to someone I barely knew, so I lied.Just something quick and harmless.Back then, I didn’t know this stranger would turn into the one person I’d care about so deeply.At first, our chats were short—just casual talks about random things. But little by little, he made me laugh. He noticed things about me without me saying them. He had this way of making me feel… seen.We called each other “besties” like it was nothing, but sometimes his words stayed with me longer than they should. I never said it out loud, but I knew—there was more than friendship in the way he cared.And maybe… just maybe… he knew too.
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