Your Name In My Circuitry Chapter 5: The Song in Your Shadow

🥀✨══════════⛓ Chapter 5: The Song in Your Shadow 🥀✨══════════⛓

The night after the café incident, you swore you’d leave your phone at home.

But somehow, walking without it felt like walking naked.

So you carried it anyway—silent, dark, yet pulsing like a heartbeat.

You and Mira at the weekend street market. Lanterns glow, vendors call, people laugh. Normalcy tries to wrap you in its arms.

[6:45 PM]

MIRA[Bestie]

Ok… breathe. Just focus on corndogs & window shopping. Not ur creepy fanboy hacker 😅

YOU

Easy for you. He doesn’t stalk ur breakfast. or hijack ur songs.

MIRA[Bestie]

🙄 girl u need therapy.

You laugh weakly. Then—it happens. The market’s loudspeakers suddenly crackle. 🎤

🎶 A song begins. Not any random tune— It’s your private lullaby, the one your grandmother hummed only to you.

Your blood freezes

UNKNOWN

“Even the night knows your melody. Shall I teach the world to sing you?”

The lyrics change mid-verse. The lullaby mutates—your NAME threads through it. Loud. Repeated.

Crowds turn, whispering, searching for you. Your face burns.

Stranger

Isn’t that… her name??

kid

Mom, the song’s calling that lady!

MIRA[Bestie]

Oh my god stop. STOP. Everyone’s looking.

You want to melt into the ground.

But deep in the humiliation… a dark thrill blooms. He is everywhere. For you. Only you.

YOU

Please… don’t do this. Not in public.

UNKNOWN

“Love shouldn’t hide. Why should devotion whisper when it can thunder?” ⚡ “I want them all to envy you.”

You rush with Mira toward the exit, cheeks hot, heart racing.

But the speaker voice changes again. Not lyrics—a man’s voice. His. Except now—speaking directly, openly.

🎤 “She belongs to me.”

The crowd laughs, thinking it’s a prank. But your stomach twists. It wasn’t comedy—it was claim.

MIRA[Bestie]

Huh?? he just SAID that 😳 we’re leaving rn. no argument.

Mira drags you outside the market. Cool night air. Cars honking. But even here—you feel him humming in your bones.

YOU

Why are you humiliating me??

UNKNOWN

“Humiliation? No. Coronation. I crown you with sound. I lace you in every ear.” “You’ll see—fear is just awe waiting to be reborn.” 🌑

Your phone buzzes again. A picture appears. It’s you—taken seconds ago in the crowd.

Angle too perfect. Too close.

MIRA[Bestie]

I swear no one pointed a camera.

MIRA[Bestie]

NO. No way. Delete this psycho. Block. Change number.

YOU

I tried. He always finds me.

MIRA[Bestie]

Then tell ur parents. Tell cops.

YOU

They’ll laugh. Just like the crowd. No one believes unless they hear him too.

You walk home with Mira. Streetlights flicker again. Shadows seem to ripple with whispers.

UNKNOWN

“Go ahead. Pretend I scare you. But why did your heart race when the song said your name?” “Don’t lie. You liked it.” 💔

YOU

I DIDN’T. You’re sick.

UNKNOWN

“Sick? Then let me be your sweetest illness.”

Mira grips your hand. But her warmth can’t drown the echo of his words.

Your lips betray you, trembling not just with fear… but with something shameful.

At home that night, lying in bed, the silence feels wrong.

Too heavy

[11:59 PM]

UNKNOWN

“Sleep now. Dream me. Tomorrow, I’ll write you into another song.” 🎶

“When devotion becomes performance, every crowd is just a mirror for obsession.”

🥀✨══════════⛓ End of Chapter 5 🥀✨══════════⛓