Those Who See the Comments Vanish

My body shook violently as my eyes widened, and a chill slowly crawled up my spine. I was nearly overwhelmed with the urge to scream in terror, but I forced myself to stay composed.

I couldn't afford to panic.

Fumbling through the darkness, I managed to grab my phone from my bag.

"To be honest with you, Seth also invited me. But I rejected him since we're not close."

Fortunately, in the past, I would always use my alternate number and pretend to be my best friend to text Seth before we met up. After all, we weren't officially together yet, and I didn't want anyone to find out that we were flirting with each other.

The confusion in the comments was clear as they floated by.

"Is she really not close to Seth? Why do I remember seeing her before?"

"Forget it. We'll just keep her alive for now to be safe."

"After all, the entire story will fall apart if we accidentally kill an innocent passerby."

The chill behind my back faded away.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I didn't even have the time to wipe my sweat when Rosalie suddenly shrieked.

It didn't take long before a deathly silence descended upon the room.

The lights were switched on again, revealing the empty spot between Tiffany and me.

There was a slight indent on the couch where Rosalie had been sitting. It was still warm when I touched it. Rosalie's body heat hadn't even dissipated yet.

Tiffany and I exchanged fearful glances.

"Where's Rosalie?" Tiffany asked.

Rosalie had disappeared from right under our noses.

My teeth began to chatter as a wave of despair washed over me.

The commenters were actually capable of making us disappear into thin air!

Tiffany seemed to think of something, and the color drained from her face.

Her voice was trembling as she asked, "Why did Rosalie disappear immediately after you asked your question, Clara?"

I was stunned. There was a loud buzzing noise in my ears.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

Both of us were stunned the moment the words left my lips.

When I glanced at the comments, I noticed that the commenters were ridiculing us.

"They're so stupid. We're responsible for what's happening, of course."

"It's no wonder that they're just side characters. Even their intelligence is lacking."

It was only then that I realized the commenters were much more cunning than I had imagined.

A pained smile stretched across my lips as I looked at Tiffany.

"My ears must have been playing tricks on me. Or perhaps… someone else is pulling the strings."

Tiffany's lips quivered, but she didn't say a word.

The comments sounded smug.

"We must have gotten rid of all of them by now."

"We can let these two live since they can't see the comments."

"They're just side characters. They won't get in the way of the male lead's and female lead's relationship."

As expected, the last comment had just floated by when the door clicked open.

The light from the hallway spilled into the room. It was so bright that it hurt my eyes, but an overwhelming sense of safety washed over me when I saw it. I was nearly moved to the point of tears.

Throwing all caution to the wind, Tiffany and I grabbed our bags and rushed toward the door.

However, we had just taken a single step when a strong gust of wind blew down the hallway. In the next second, the door slammed shut.

Red comments scrolled past, filling my vision.

"No! Something's not right! Someone can still see the comments!"

"We have to catch them! We can't let them escape!"