I updated the wrong thing yesterday because I thought it was Tuesday so whoops, updating this now instead :p

Sharpshooter01: Tell me about yourself

RedLion2000: It's midnight. Go to bed you dingus

Sharpshooter01: You go to bed too then

RedLion2000: No

Sharpshooter01: Then I won't be going to sleep either :P

Sharpshooter01: I couldn't sleep anyway... hence why I messaged you. I was just laying in my friend's bed thinking way too much

RedLion2000: :(

RedLion2000: What do you want to know then?

Sharpshooter01: I don't know... just anything

RedLion2000: How about we take turns asking each other questions

Sharpshooter01: Sounds boring but okay

RedLion2000: What's your favourite colour?

Sharpshooter01: What a generic question. Mine's blue. What's yours?

RedLion2000: Red

Sharpshooter01: Your name's suiting then haha. How old are you?

RedLion2000: I'm 12

Sharpshooter01: 0_o

RedLion2000: I'm joking I'm actually 17

Sharpshooter01: Same!

RedLion2000: Is Lance your real name?

Sharpshooter01: ...Yeah? Why? Is Red not your real name?

RedLion2000: Nope. My real name is Keith

Sharpshooter01: I'm shook

Sharpshooter01: What country do you live in?

RedLion2000: England, you?

Sharpshooter01: No way, same! Whereabouts?

RedLion2000: Kind of near London

Sharpshooter01: SAME OMG

Sharpshooter01: WHAT IF WE LIVE IN THE SAME PLACE BUT NEVER REALISED

Sharpshooter01: WE COULD BE NEIGHBOURS

RedLion2000: You know the odds of that is like one in a million

Sharpshooter01: A guy can dream

RedLion2000: What's the name of your school then? I might know it

Sharpshooter01: What if you stalk me?

RedLion2000: Ugh I need to go. Someone just came into my room and told me to go to bed wow

Sharpshooter01: Okay

Sharpshooter01: I'm going to tell you my school anyway just because you already know I'm suicidal and you're Red I don't think you can do much harm (Note: Please don't tell people online the name of your school! It's very dangerous, especially if you haven't called or video chatted with them so cannot confirm they are who they say you are! If you want to meet up with them, be safe about it! Do it in a public place and don't go on your own!)

Sharpshooter01: *Keith

I typed out the name of my school and sent it, wondering if I'd find myself regretting it later. I couldn't see any outcome that wasn't desirable even in a small way. If he ended up being a serial killer and murdered me, that would just be a bonus. I wanted to be dead anyway so whatever happened, it was a win, right?

I didn't even get a response from Keith so I assumed he had fallen asleep or something.

-

In the morning, the first thing I did was check my phone. Sure enough Keith had responded with. "IF THIS IS A JOKE, I'M GOING TO FIND YOU AND I AM GOING TO HURT YOU. THIS ISN'T FUNNY. TELL ME WHO YOU ARE." I was a bit taken aback as I stared at the message on the screen whilst Hunk watched with furrowed eyebrows. He had made himself some toast and was nibbling at it whilst I sat with only a cup of coffee.

One of my hands was wrapped around the mug and the other was holding my phone. I didn't know why Keith would think I was joking about the school name because I hadn't been. Why would I have joked about it?

Sharpshooter01: This isn't a joke? Why would it be a joke?

RedLion2000: Let me guess. Someone found my stupid blog and thought it would be hilarious to prank me by pretending to be my friend. Haha very funny. The emo kid has a gay tumblr account where he makes stupid edits.

Sharpshooter01: Keith, what are you on about?

RedLion2000: I actually cared about you, Lance or whatever your real name is. I hope you know that I cried when I thought you were dead because you were the first friend I've ever had. Now all I have to say is fuck you. Fuck you Lance.

Sharpshooter01: I don't know what you're talking about?

RedLion2000: You don't? Yeah, right. I totally believe you. That's why you go to my school and just did this so you have more material to use against me. As if me being gay wasn't enough for you to tease me about.

RedLion2000: I'm blocking you because I have had enough of your shit. Seriously... faking to be suicidal? That's a new low. How insensitive can you be?

Sharpshooter01: Keith, please listen to me

Sharpshooter01: I don't know who you really are or why you reacted like this but I want you to know that I care about you. I never meant to hurt you or anything and that's a promise, alright Red?

RedLion2000: I bet you're one of those jerks who thinks it's funny to make fun of someone for being gay.

Sharpshooter01: I'm not and I can prove it to you

Sharpshooter01: Meet me outside the science block at break time

RedLion2000: So you and your friends can corner me and beat me up? Hell no. I'm sorry but I actually value my life.

Sharpshooter01: Please. Just trust me.

-

"Are you okay?" I diverted my gaze away from my phone for one second to see Hunk watching me closely. He had long since finished his toast, the only bits of it remaining being the little crumbs. My coffee had gone cold and I had barely touched it. I swallowed thickly, shifting in my seat and twisting my mug around on the table just so my hands had something to do.

"No..." I admitted, tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't lose Keith. He was so important to me, despite the fact that I didn't even know what he looked like. Hunk moved his chair closer to me so that he was able to wrap an arm around my shoulders. I leaned into him, closing my eyes and breathing in deeply.

"What's wrong?"

I just shook my head because I was already enough of a burden. Hunk didn't need me venting to him too. Then I felt the weight of a hand on my knee and glanced down at it. It was a silent reminder that Hunk wanted me to open up to him: he was my best friend, after all. "Red- well his name is actually Keith-"

"He didn't tell you his real name?" Hunk's mouth fell open and it was obvious he was jumping to the worst conclusion.

"Just let me finish before assuming things," Hunk went to say something else but didn't in the end, settling with a small nod. "He goes to our school. When he found out, he thought I was trying to make fun of him or I was joking around or something. I don't even know anybody called Keith."

"I do," Hunk kept his voice low but my head perked up like a meerkat's would. "A kid in my physics."

"What's he like?" I placed my head on my hands and smiled gently. I wanted to know everything Hunk knew about this Keith, even if there was a chance it was the wrong guy. I wanted to know if he looked how I imagined him to and if he was just as sweet as he seemed over message. Hunk rolled his eyes a little bit.

"I don't know. He hardly ever talks and, when he does, his voice is monotone. He has a mullet because the dude has no sense of style at all. I'm pretty sure he aces every class and he doesn't have any friends. He usually has his headphones on in the common room at such a volume that I'm worried for his eardrums."

"He sounds cute..." I found myself mumbling and Hunk chuckled, placing a hand on my back. I could feel a blush spreading across my cheek because I really really liked Keith.

"You haven't even met him yet."

"I don't care, Hunk. I don't care at all."