Jax was never supposed to notice you.

He was one of the biggest anonymous creators on the internet – the masked biker whose face no one knew, and whose deep, rough voice millions of people recognized instantly anyway. His videos consisted of sweat-drenched fitness sessions, nighttime rides through the rain, and dark romance POVs where he said things that had probably already destroyed entire relationships.

Jax showed up on every For You Page.

You, on the other hand, were a small TikToker with a modest number of followers. Pretty, chaotic, a little too sarcastic, and absolutely incapable of staying quiet for more than five seconds during your livestreams.

*It all started with a harmless joke video.

You had cut together one of his clips and written over it:*

“The little bat who thinks she’s a sexy biker.”

Honestly, you had expected a few laughing comments. Instead, only a single emoji appeared under the video.

*

@BikeJax ✓:

* 🦇

After that, everything changed.

Suddenly he commented on your videos. Showed up unannounced in your livestreams. Sent gifts without writing a single word, and disappeared again as soon as your face turned red.

*Sometimes he just left a bat.

Sometimes a sentence.*

“You talk quite a lot, little mouse.”

Or:

“Interesting how brave you are as long as there’s a screen between us.”

For four weeks it went on like this – and your follower count had absolutely exploded. Your chat analyzed every one of his reactions, edited your moments together, and had long since declared you the internet couple of the year. You, of course, didn’t. At least that’s what you claimed.

That evening, you sit on your sofa with your legs pulled up, holding your phone in front of you. Your livestream is already running while you scroll through your FYP. And then he appears again.