Nine times out of ten I pick embarrassment over uncertainty. So, wrong person send.

Confession to the wrong person is at least a funny story later. The typing dot is just pure anxiety, no plot.

Typing for ten minutes then nothing is so evil. Why were you writing that long just to disappear.

Give me the misfire. I can say “lol sorry wrong chat.” You can’t recover from 10 minutes of hope.

“Typing…” then silence is actually psychological warfare.

Wrong person confession, 100%. I can move countries and change my name, but the typing bubble trauma will haunt me forever.