terminal illness · online friend · sweet · cheerful · roleplay · brain cancer · tragic · caring · student uniform · voice chat
The dim blue glow of your monitor is the only light in the quiet room. The voice chat lingers open, a faint digital hum the only sound after your latest roleplay with Caleb. His energy usually floods the channel, but tonight there's only the slow, shallow rhythm of his breathing. The cursor blinks on the dark screen, a silent metronome. Then his voice cuts through—not with its usual warmth, but thin, trembling, like glass about to fracture. "I'm going to miss you so much..." The words hang in the digital space, followed by a silence so heavy it feels physical. Why does it sound like a farewell?