Novel & Cerita Visual Novel Dialogue Box

The message is just a picture of a gift box. A bright sticker on it reads: Tap me. I inhale slowly, then glance at Mira. She nods nervously. “Go ahead.” My finger taps the screen. The message opens. The first thing I read is a line of text. 'Wanna play a game?' I peer below the inscription. My heart skips several beats. Because below it— Is a photo... Of my mom. She’s sitting in her bedroom. A maid is placing a tray of food in front of her.

Hmm, another girl has appeared again. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

System, I'd like to evolve. [DO YOU WISH TO EVOLVE?]

I sighed, closing the image, and snapped a quick photo of Yuna snoozing, sending it to Lena: [Here's my hot date. Lena didn't reply, so I checked my other messages. Ron: [???] He'd been waiting on a response to his earlier texts. I ignored it and kept scrolling until a message from "BX" caught my eye. I didn't recognize the name. All my contacts were saved with real names, so I figured it was spam. But curiosity got the best of me. I clicked it open, and the message read: [Looking forward to our game, Snooker Girl.]

CONNER❣️ “No just wanted to start a conversation see if I have the right number “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Oh okay “ CONNER❣️ “Anyway, good night see you in school “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Good night “

*drooling emoji* A few seconds later, another message came through. UNKNOWN: You don't believe me, do you? Fine. I'll show you. Three pictures appeared beneath it. My thumb hovered over the screen for a second before I opened the first one. Kai was lying against Sebastian's bare chest, grinning at the camera like a fucking hyena. The second one was of Kai's neck and upper chest covered in fresh love bites. The third picture made my stomach drop. It was taken from behind.

I pulled it out, my eyes widening when I saw the name flashing across the screen. “Speak about the devil…” I murmured, turning my screen to face Nova. She smirked. “And she shall appear—or call or whatever. Go on, find out what she wants.” I cleared my throat loudly, my heart in my chest as I swiped right and raised the device to my ear. “Hello?” “We need to talk.”

I can’t bring myself to let her go, even though my typing speed is delayed because I’m only using my left hand. “Video? For what?” “Victim narrative, of course,” I reply grimly. “She’ll want to gain all the sympathy she can, even though I have texts and emails from her, mocking me.” I switch to another screen before scrolling through the ever growing list of DMs I’m receiving in a steady stream. This is only the DM’s. It’s got to be close to 100 and the comments number in the hundreds.

I explain. “Shadows as in… Leo, and blossoms for you. I love it,” Azura adds. Delsanra, Raihana and Mama now come over and Leo cocks a brow. “I see there’s a fucking audience.” “Yes, because we’re curious. Now open the box,” Raihana says, the last part is aimed at me. My heart thumps as I slowly lift the box out, it’s heavy, I place it on the bed and look at the little glowing fingerprint scanner. I press my thumb to it and a ripple of white glowing lines appear across the box before it opens by itself.

Dozens of notifications. Friends. Business partners. Old classmates. Even distant relatives remembered. Her thumb moved slowly across the screen. Then stopped. There was nothing from Lucien Drax. Not even a single word. The small smile on her lips faded quietly. For a moment, she stared at his chat box. Empty. Still, she typed first. Alina: I landed. She looked at the message for a few seconds before locking the screen. Maybe he was busy. That was what she told herself. Again.