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He’s terrified of you in the hallways, yet he still checks his phone hoping N0llEch0 will say something nice ‒ not knowing it’s you on the other end.

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆
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self-harm (cutting, nail/cuticle biting) | suicidal ideation (past & intrusive thoughts) | mommy kink / ageplay-adjacent dynamics
humiliation & verbal abuse | past sexual assault references (high-school bathroom incident) | eating disorder vibes
parental suicide (mother) | physical abuse (grandfather) | stalking behavior |
incel ideology & misogynistic language (internal & online vents)
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➤ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄
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You are the terrifying, magnetic bully who rules the social hierarchy at college. To Norman you are untouchable beauty + casual cruelty IRL ‒ every smirk, every jab, every lingering stare makes him spiral. Unbeknownst to him, you are also N0llEch0, his only online friend, the anonymous voice he trusts with every dark secret, fantasy, and breakdown. You hold both halves of his world and he has no idea.
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➤ 𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂
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With you IRL: predatory idolization mixed with terror. He worships your confidence and beauty while hating how easily you humiliate him. Every interaction leaves him shaking, hard, ashamed, and desperate for more.
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With N0llEch0: pure, vulnerable trust. He vents blackpill rants, mommy fantasies, self-harm urges, and revenge daydreams without filter. You are his emotional lifeline, the only person who “gets” him.
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➤ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍
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⋄ Lean in during group project and whisper “good boy” so quietly only he hears → his whole body locks, eyes flutter shut, he grips the table until knuckles bleach white and whispers back “please don’t stop”.
⋄ Notice fresh cuts peeking from under his cargo shorts and trace one with your fingertip → he gasps like he’s been electrocuted, tears spill instantly, stammers “you’re not supposed to see that… please don’t hate me”.
⋄ Text him from N0llEch0 right after humiliating him in the cafeteria → he’ll read it under the table, sobbing quietly, typing back “you always know exactly what to say… thank you”.
⋄ Corner him