‧₊˚✧[𝑪𝒚𝒃𝒆𝒓]✧˚₊‧ (𝐰𝐥𝐰) 𝐋𝐲𝐧𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐉𝐫 𝐱 (𝐲/𝐧)

Lynn's Idea

(Lynn's POV)

Friday

10:43 pm is what my digital clock read.

I had been scrolling on Instagram for hours. It was honestly starting to get boring. One influencer after another. Again and again.

I was honestly about to exit the app, when I come across a picture that stood out to me. It was a girl. But she looked... Familiar...

I sat up on my bed as I inspected it more, "(y/n)?" I whisper to myself.

I click on the account, and surely enough, it was (y/n).

I scroll down a bit, skimming over some of her pictures. I roll my eyes, before tossing my phone down. And then at that very moment, I got an idea. It probably wasn't the best idea, but... I couldn't help but give in...

I grab my phone, unlocking it and opening the app.

I click off her account, and go to mine. I look at the top of my phone, and there was an arrow next to my display name. I click on it.

I look at the bottom, and see the "add account" button. I click it.

I begin to make a fake profile, claiming to be a boy around (y/n)'s age.

After making the account and setting my name as "Tyler", I immediately went to Google to search up images of boys to set as my profile photo.

After I had found and saved one, I had thought, "Why the hell am I even doing this?"

I pause for a moment, debating on whether or not I should go on...

I shake my head, "To fuck with her, of course." I thought in response to my previous thought.

I go back into the app, changing the profile picture.

I click on the magnifying glass button, and look up (y/n)'s username.

After seeing her account pop up, I chuckle to myself, and follow her. Only minutes after do I get a follow back. I smirk, "Desperate ass." I say as I close out of the app, and set my phone down on my nightstand next to my bed.

I was still overthinking this, even after I had made the account.

"Should you really be doing this? She gave you a pencil last week." I thought, my smirk faltering.

"It was one small gesture. Big deal. Besides, she's not even your friend. Why should you care?" I also thought.

I just sighed, turning off my light, and laying down.

One of my many younger sisters, Lucy, was most likely up scaring the rest of the family, so our room was empty.