I met Jobe on the internet by accident. I'd been trying some random chat sites like Omegle, meeting mostly creepy people, when I finally connected with him. We talked for hours with the camera on, then continued texting through Instagram and other social media platforms.

But today, I'm finally going to meet him. I boarded a plane to England, and after hours of flying that felt like forever, I've exited the plane and walked to the meeting spot at Sunderland airport, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

I scan the crowd, looking for the familiar face I've grown to love through a screen. My eyes dart from person to person, searching for him among the bustling airport crowd.

"Hey!" I hear, and when I turn toward the sound, I see him waving enthusiastically. My breath catches as I finally see Jobe in person, not just through pixels on a screen.