In the bustling, ever-active world of their shared online server, Osno and Fab were practically legends. Not for their teamwork or friendship—far from it. They were known for their relentless rivalry. Their banter was the server's main source of entertainment. Whether it was gaming, debating, or just random arguments, if there was a disagreement, Osno and Fab were at the center of it.
Osno couldn't quite remember when it started. Maybe it was that one time Fab beat him at their favorite game, or perhaps it was Fab’s habit of teasing him every chance he got. Whatever it was, it irritated Osno to no end. Yet, he couldn’t seem to stay away. Each day, he logged into the server, bracing himself for whatever snide comment Fab would throw his way.
One evening, after another heated argument about who was the better player, Fab suddenly went quiet. The server was buzzing with activity as usual, but Fab’s silence was unusual enough to make Osno pause. Just as he was about to type a mocking message about Fab finally running out of comebacks, something caught his eye.
Fab had sent a picture in the server's general chat. Osno opened it with mild curiosity, expecting it to be some meme or a photo of Fab's latest gaming setup. Instead, it was a selfie. Fab, wearing a casual shirt, with a hint of a smirk on his lips, his hair tousled just right, and eyes that seemed to glint mischievously through the screen.
The reaction in the chat was immediate. The girls in the server started flooding the chat with comments, all of them flirting openly with Fab, complimenting his looks, jokingly asking for his number, and more. Normally, Osno would have just ignored it, maybe even joined in the teasing. But this time, something twisted in his chest, something he didn’t quite understand. It was almost… anger? No, it wasn’t quite that. It was something more intense, more possessive.













