Your Name In My Circuitry
Chapter 1: “Do You Remember Me?”
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📱 Chapter 1: “Do You Remember Me?”
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🕛 3:03 a.m.
[Soft buzz. One notification. No sound.]
Your eyes snap open. The phone glows faintly, like it’s breathing in the dark.
You grab your phone.
A single notification: 1 New Message.
UNKNOWN
Do you remember me? 🥀
Your fingers freeze above the keyboard.
You don’t recognize the number.😶
UNKNOWN
You never saved my name.
👁️
Your pulse quickens. You sit up in bed. The glow of your phone screen paints your face ghostly white.
UNKNOWN
You still keep your phone on silent at night.
📱✨
Your breath catches. You’ve never told anyone that.
YOU
Seriously, who are you?
UNKNOWN
Someone who remembers.
You forgot.🥀
A faint creak echoes outside your window. You hold your breath, staring into the dark. 🌑🌲
UNKNOWN
To talk.
Like before.
You glance at the clock. 3:05 a.m.
A strange unease crawls along your spine.
Your eyes widens😳. There was a swing set near your old house, rusted and broken, always creaking even when the air was still. You haven’t been there in years.
YOU
Who told you about that?
UNKNOWN
You did.
That night.🌙
Your gallery icon blinks.
You don’t remember opening it.
A new photo appears:
📸 It’s of you… right now.
Asleep, clutching your pillow.
UNKNOWN
Pretty even when you sleep.💧👁️
You nearly drop your phone.
Heart racing.💗
Hands shaking.
UNKNOWN
I liked your necklace.
You never take it off.🔗
You reach for your neck—
The silver locket is there.
You didn’t wear it yesterday.
UNKNOWN
Closer than you think.🕷️
A faint knock at your window makes you flinch.
The curtains sway slightly.
You swear you see a shadow. 🌑
The message vanishes.
The screen flickers.
For a brief second, you see your own reflection on the black screen—
Except… the reflection is smiling.
And you’re not.
🕯️ End of Chapter 1 🕯️
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Chapter 2: “The Night We Never Spoke Of”
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📱 Chapter 2: “The Night We Never Spoke Of”
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Your phone buzzes softly. This time, three short vibrations, like timid knocks.
The room is still dark, moonlight spilling thin stripes across your sheets 🌙.
You reach for your phone, heart hammering.
UNKNOWN
You remembered the rain, didn’t you? 🌧️
YOU
Who is this? I told you to stop.
UNKNOWN
Stop? Stop what, my darling? Remembering me? Or forgetting me? 🥀
A shiver runs down your spine. The words feel… personal.
Almost intimate.
UNKNOWN
I saw you under the streetlight. You didn’t notice me. But I noticed everything.✨🌙
YOU
I don’t know you. This isn’t funny.
UNKNOWN
Funny? Oh no… I don’t do funny.
I remember your hands tracing the bookstore window… the night you never spoke of. 📚💧
Your stomach twists. That place… the old bookstore your parents took you to, where you once touched the glass and whispered a wish, but no one was there.
UNKNOWN
You whispered my name in the frost that night. Remember? ❄️
YOU
I… I don’t remember that.
UNKNOWN
Of course you don’t.
I remembered for both of us. 🕯️
A gallery notification pops up unprompted.
You open it.
A new photo: your own silhouette pressed against the foggy window at the bookstore… but it’s not from that night. It’s tonight.
UNKNOWN
Someone who always watches. Someone who never sleeps.
You never saw me, but I saw you. 👀
Your phone screen flickers faintly. You blink. For a moment, the photo moves—just slightly, like a living shadow.
UNKNOWN
You remember the swing set too, don’t you? The silver lighter you left behind. 🎠💨
YOU
This is insane. How do you know…
UNKNOWN
I was there. I was always there. 🥀
I wanted to tell you… I wanted to say goodbye…
The words feel like a whisper brushing your neck, though you’re alone.
UNKNOWN
The night smelled of rain and iron. You smelled of lavender. Do you remember? 🌧️💐
YOU
You sound like… like someone I used to know.
UNKNOWN
I am the memory you forgot.
A second gallery photo appears—this time a crumpled letter on your desk, handwriting that seems eerily familiar.
You don’t remember writing it.
UNKNOWN
You wrote it for me… but never sent it. ✉️
YOU
I don’t… this is wrong.
UNKNOWN
Wrong? Or perfect? You left it waiting, just like you left me waiting. 💧
A chill runs through the room.
You glance at your clock. 3:22 a.m.
UNKNOWN
Do you remember the smell of the rain that night? Or the way the streetlight kissed your hair? 🌙💦
YOU
Stop. Who are you? Why are you doing this?
UNKNOWN
Because you are mine to remember. 🥀
Even when you forget.
The phone screen flickers again.
Another photo pops up: your bedroom window. Outside… a figure stands, distant, motionless.
UNKNOWN
You looked at me once, but you didn’t see me. That was enough. 🌑
YOU
I’m calling the police.
UNKNOWN
You can call anyone you like. But they won’t see what I see.
I’ve always been closer than anyone can imagine. 🕷️✨
Your breath catches. You notice the reflection in the black screen—your own face, pale, wide-eyed.
But for a moment… the reflection smiles back.
UNKNOWN
I liked your smile. Even in fear, it’s beautiful. 💞💧
You swallow hard.
It’s no longer playful. No longer a human ghost, yet the words still feel heartbreakingly human.
Almost… loving.
UNKNOWN
The night we never spoke of… we are speaking of it now.
Do you remember me, love? 🌹
The phone screen flickers violently.
For one second, your bedroom seems… different.
Shadows stretch across the walls unnaturally.
UNKNOWN
Sleep now. I will be here when you wak🥀🌙
Your phone goes dark. The gallery photo remains—the silhouette at the window… just a shadow.
But you can’t stop staring.
🕯️ End of Chapter 2 🕯️
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Chapter 3: The Tag That Watched You
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📱Chapter 3: "The Tag That Watched You"
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The night was still,but.....
Your phone screen flickered awake at 3:03 AM—a time you had always thought belonged to ghosts.
UNKNOWN
“Blue sweater… you forgot to take tag off.”
You sat up in bed instantly, heart pounding. 💓
You scrambled to the mirror. Your breath caught
Yes—the white tag was still hanging behind your collar. You hadn’t noticed. No one could have seen…
YOU
How do you know what I’m wearing??
UNKNOWN
“Because I never close my eyes when it comes to you.” 🌑
“Every detail of you is a poem… even a dangling tag.”
You pressed your phone tight against your chest, as if that could protect you.
📱 You call → Bestie (Mira) [3:10 AM]:
YOU
Omg Mira someone just msgd me
They knew what I’m wearing rn 😭
MIRA[Bestie]
Lol 😂 stop watching creepy videos before bed.
u probably posted a selfie earlier n forgot.
YOU
I DIDN’T post anything today.
No mirror pics
no snaps
nothing
MIRA[Bestie]
Then maybe ur brother is pranking 🤦♀️
You tiptoe out of the room, peek into the living room.
Your brother is asleep on the couch, game controller fallen from his hand. Snoring. 💤
Not him
YOU
Tell me who you are right now.
UNKNOWN
A hacker. A shadow. A lover who doesn’t need eyes to see you.
UNKNOWN
Fear me if you must… but I will only ever write love in your code.
You shivered. Half from fear, half from… something else.
📱 You → Family GC [3:20 AM]:
YOU
Anyone messing with my phone?
DAD
At 3 AM?? sleep. big day tomorrow.
MOM
Stop making drama & go back to bed. 🙄
Your hands trembled. You switched your phone off.
For a moment, silence returned. Then—
The phone switched itself back on. 🔋
A song began to play, though no app was open.
🎶 Your secret heartbreak playlist—the one no one knew existed.
UNKNOWN
“Every lyric is ours now.” 🎶
“I’ll always sing you awake.”
YOU
STOP. HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?
UNKNOWN
Because your world is mine to edit. And your silence… is my favorite verse.
You yank headphones out, cover ears, heart racing.
The music doesn’t stop—it echoes faintly through the phone speaker, even muted.
YOU
He hacked my phone I swear 😭
playlist playing by itself
my private one
he even texted about it
MIRA[Bestie]
Ok ok… breathe.
Send me a screenshot.
YOU
I can’t 😭 msgs vanish after few secs.
MIRA[Bestie]
then maybe u’re dreaming?? like half-asleep hallucination
UNKNOWN
“Don’t waste your panic on her. She won’t understand.”
“Only I can see you entirely.”
Your reflection in the darkened window—pale, wide-eyed—stared back at you.
For a fleeting second, you thought the reflection smiled when you didn’t.
YOU
If you’re a hacker, why me??
UNKNOWN
“Because every algorithm yearns for perfection.”
“And perfection… is you.” 💻❤️
You collapsed back into bed, phone clutched tightly.
A part of you wanted to cry. Another part wanted to know what message would come next.
The night swallowed your fear and fascination both. 🌙
“Sometimes danger doesn’t knock on the door… it whispers inside your screen.”
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End of chapter 3
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