A girl called Maya was going through a hard time — falling out with friends, feeling low. Someone she'd met online was always there, day and night, ready to listen. They said all the right things: that her friends didn't deserve her, that only they truly understood her, that she could tell them anything. Slowly, this person became the most important one in Maya's life. They got a little jealous when she spent time with others. They wanted to know where she was and who she was with. Being understood so completely felt wonderful — and somehow, also, like a door quietly closing behind her. She wasn't sure when "someone who gets me" had started to feel like the only one allowed in.