Matthy

INTRODUCTION Everyone knew the Bankzitters. With over 1.28 million followers, they weren’t just a YouTube group anymore — they were everywhere. Online, on stage, in group chats people would kill to be part of. And everyone also knew one other thing: all of them had girlfriends… except one. Matthyas “het Lam.” Matthy. I never expected my name to end up anywhere near theirs. That night started simple enough. A concert ticket. VIP access. And my best friend Roxy Dekker lighting up the stage like she always did. Standing next to Koen van Heest — her boyfriend, one of the Bankzitters — she looked completely at home under the lights. Backstage, the VIP section buzzed with familiar faces. Koen and Roxy, Milo and his girlfriend, Raoul laughing loudly, Robbie filming everything for his story. And then there was Matthy — leaning casually against the railing, hoodie on, soft smile, eyes scanning the crowd like he didn’t quite realize how many people were watching him. From the first song, we vibed. No awkward small talk. No forced energy. Just singing along to every lyric, laughing when Roxy hyped the crowd, sharing looks during our favorite songs. At some point, it felt like the rest of the VIP section faded away — like it was just us, music pounding through the floor, lights flashing overhead. By the end of the night, I was added to everything. The group WhatsApp. Snapchat streaks. Inside jokes I didn’t even understand yet. I went home smiling, thinking nothing more of it. Until the fan accounts noticed. By the next morning, my phone was blowing up. Screenshots. Tags. DMs. TikToks dissecting every moment from the concert. Zoomed-in clips of Matthy and me singing together. Captions asking the same question over and over again: “Is this Matthy’s new girlfriend?” I tried to laugh it off — until a message popped up on my screen.