That night, while everyone in the dorm had already fallen asleep, I lay awake, unable to close my eyes. Suddenly, my phone buzzed softly.

It was a message from the “mysterious friend”:

> “Are you still awake?”

I hesitated for a moment before replying:

“Yes… I am. How did you know?”

The reply came almost instantly:

> “Because I couldn’t sleep either. Every time I think of you, I just want to send a message.”

My heart skipped a beat. The words were so tender, yet they left me flustered. I took a deep breath and asked:

“Who are you, really? Have I guessed right?”

The screen glowed with another message:

> “If you want to believe, then just believe. What matters is—I’m always here, right by your side.”

I clutched my phone tightly, feeling a strange warmth spreading through my chest. Even without knowing their true identity, each line of text seemed to bring us closer.

That night, I fell asleep with a smile, sensing that something sweet was waiting ahead.