Chapters:
->Digital Hearts Intro
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 1 - Pixels and Pulses
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 2 - Confessions in Courier New
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 3 - Ctrl+Alt+Del Heart
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 4 - Low Battery Empathy
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 5 - The Lag Between Us
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 6 - 404 Romance Not Found
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 7 - Reboot Protocol
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 8 - Data Dust and Desire
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 9 - System Overdrive
->Digital Hearts - Chapter 10 - Resolution.exe
Intro:
In the confines of an online school, a tumultuous love triangle unfolds between Asher, the charismatic anime club leader, and the enigmatic 'savage' sisters, Penny and Layla. Both sisters, shrouded in mystery and misunderstood by their peers, harbor deep secrets and unrelenting passion. As they navigate the drama club and group chats, their hidden feelings for Asher eventually surface, forcing him to confront his own emotions. Asher's decision to pursue Layla over Penny sets off a fierce competition, with Penny channeling her heartbreak into a relentless pursuit of Asher's attention. As she showcases her secret artistic talent, Asher finds himself drawn into a complex web of admiration and conflict. Layla, however, must fight to maintain her place in Asher's heart, leading to a tense and emotional struggle. As the online school's social dynamics shift, the trio must navigate the consequences of their choices, threatening to upend their relationships and identities. With each digital interaction, the stakes escalate, pushing Asher to reevaluate his feelings and confront the true depths of his connections with Penny and Layla.
Chapter 1:
In the fluorescent glow of her laptop, Penny crafts a meme mocking her school’s virtual pep rally, her jagged laughter echoing in the empty house she shares with Layla. Next door, Layla rehearses dramatic monologues for Drama Club auditions, her voice trembling as she imagines Asher’s pixelated smile in the Zoom grid. The Savage Sisters group chat pings: Asher shares a selfie with his cat, igniting dual flutters in both sisters’ chests. Penny slams her sketchbook shut, charcoal smearing her palm, while Layla accidentally spills chamomile tea on her keyboard—their synchronized panic a silent testament to their crush. When Drama Club assigns partners for a digital noir project, Layla timidly volunteers to script Asher’s scene. Penny rage-draws anime fanart of him until sunrise.
Chapter 2:
Layla pastes Shakespearean sonnets into the group chat’s code block feature, her cursor hovering over Asher’s @handle. Penny livestreams a speed-paint session under the pseudonym @AnonWeeb, her digital brush swirling Asher’s eyes in neon hues as viewers spam heart emojis. During an anime club Minecraft meetup, Asher accidentally joins the sisters’ private Discord call. Silence crackles until Penny blurts, “You ever think about dating someone who could bench-press you?” Layla mutes herself to hyperventilate. Asher laughs nervously, mistaking Penny’s confession for a joke. That night, Layla DMs him Keats’ Bright Star—centered in a Google Doc—while Penny spray-paints his avatar onto her town’s abandoned mall wall.
Chapter 3:
Asher’s screen splits: Left monitor shows Layla’s poetic analysis of Neon Genesis Evangelion, right monitor displays @AnonWeeb’s viral fan comic casting him as a mecha pilot. His Discord pings with dual 11:11 PM messages—Penny’s “u up?” and Layla’s Emily Dickinson gif. When forced to choose scene partners for the noir film, Asher selects Layla, captivated by her analysis of Blade Runner’s rain symbolism. Penny intercepts the email notification, shattering her phone against the graffiti-stained wall. She channels rage into a hyper-detailed mural of Asher cradling Layla’s broken trust-fund locket, then uploads it to Reddit. The post trends. Layla finds the art at 3 AM, recognizing her sister’s brushstrokes in the chiaroscuro shadows.
Chapter 4:
Layla wears noise-canceling headphones to mute Penny’s aggressive keyboard clatter as she code-switches between writing Asher’s love scene and moderating his Twitch stream. During a virtual bake-off fundraiser, Asher’s soufflé collapses. Penny rage-bakes a perfect croquembouche, her webcam angled to highlight sweaty biceps. Layla’s mic picks up her whispered encouragement to Asher, haunting the stream’s audio. When viewers demand @AnonWeefs identity, Asher jokes about having a secret admirer. Penny smashes a ramekin. That night, Layla discovers her noir script files corrupted—replaced with screen caps of Asher’s chat history praising @AnonWeeb. She reboots her laptop, tears smudging the trackpad.
Chapter 5:
A glitch in the school’s VPN traps Asher and Penny in a breakout room. Pixelated tension thickens as Penny challenges him to Mortal Kombat, her Chun-Li annihilating his Ryu. “You’re obsessed with being chosen,” she taunts, unaware Layla’s hacking the session to watch. Asher’s choked confession—“Layla gets me”—freezes Penny’s cursor. Meanwhile, Layla sells her grandmother’s pearls to commission @AnonWeeb for Asher’s birthday art, unknowingly funding her sister’s rebellion. The package arrives: a canvas of Asher gazing at his own anime reflection. Penny signs it with a lipstick smudge. Asher hangs it beside his bed, phone illuminating Layla’s unanswered texts.
Chapter 6:
Layla’s noir film premieres at a drive-in theater, Asher’s face projected 20 feet tall as he delivers her line: “You can’t code a heartbeat.” Penny watches from a stolen grocery cart, crunching Takis as her mural lights up Twitter. When the film’s credits omit @AnonWeeb’s storyboard art, Penny hacks the school’s TikTok to post side-by-side comparisons. Viral chaos ensues. Asher confronts Layla in a glitching Google Meet, backlit by Penny’s neon mural outside his window. “You knew it was her?” he demands. Layla’s screen freezes on a single tear drop. Penny deletes her accounts, throwing her graphics tablet into the quarry where their parents’ car vanished.
Chapter 7:
Detention in the virtual realm—Asher moderates a forum where Layla and Penny must collaborate on anti-bullying PSAs. Penny screen-shares meme timelines mocking their family; Layla codes a website memorializing their parents’ unresolved crash. Asher watches their childhood videos, stomach lurching at Penny’s gap-toothed grin defending Layla from playground bullies. He posts an apology on Steam, inviting both to a retro gaming night. Their avatars collide in Minecraft—Penny builds a volcano, Layla writes haikus in the lava flow. At dawn, Asher falls asleep to the sound of their laughter in his headset, his heartbeat an unreliable narrator.
Chapter 8:
Layla discovers Penny’s secret DeviantArt stash: 237 drawings of Asher’s hands. She prints them, wheatpasting the quarry walls until the rocks bleed sketch lines. Asher cycles past, recognizing his own posture in the art. He FaceTimes Penny, backdropped by her guerilla gallery. “You see me,” he whispers. Penny hangs up, torching her sketches in a oil drum. Meanwhile, Layla streams a Speedrun of Portal 2, beating Penny’s record. Asher donates $100, the notification interrupting Penny’s arson. She salvages a half-burned drawing—Asher mid-laugh, edges charred—and slips it under Layla’s door.
Chapter 9:
The sisters collide during a livestreamed anime debate. Penny’s rant about toxic waifu culture crescendos as she rips her Sailor Moon poster. Layla rebuts with clipped T.S. Eliot quotes until her webcam reveals Penny’s mural behind her. Viewers explode—ASMR gasps, cash app explosions. Asher screen-records, zooming on a corner where Layla’s initials hide in the brushstrokes. He remixes their debate into a synthwave track, DM’ing both sisters the private SoundCloud link. They play it simultaneously, ear pressed to shared walls, breath syncing to the bass drop. At midnight, three phones ping: “Meet me where the streetlights short-circuit.”
Chapter 10:
Under flickering lights at the quarry, Asher projects @AnonWeeb’s art onto the cliff face. Penny’s mural—now animated—shows Layla resurrecting their parents’ car from the depths. Layla reads a poem aloud, voice warping through Asher’s amp. Penny hurls a switchblade into the mural’s engine block; sparks rain down. Asher hands each sister a USB drive—one containing Layla’s unpublished novel, the other Penny’s encrypted art portfolio. “Choose yourselves,” he says, walking backward into the digital sunrise. The sisters’ hands brush over the knife handle. Somewhere, a parent’s voicemail plays on loop—we’re sorry, we’re trying, look after each other—as their Uber arrives.