Was he ever there? - A creepypasta

Hello. My name's Victoria. I'm 17 years old, and I joined scratch in 2018, just when I was 12 years old. I instantly got interested in it the second I had heard about it in middle school. Although I had made my first account in 2017, it was for school and was not used often so I don't count it.. I made many friends there. It was fun. However, I then found something that was the greatest thing I had seen on scratch. In 2020, I discovered the popular studio "Girls Who Don't Fit In". I loved it there. There were around a thousand people in that place. I, of course, asked a manager if I could become a curator by going to their profile. This was one of the single things I had taken pictures of. I've blurred everyone's names out. I loved everything that was there. People probably hated me, but I didn't know or care. I guess I just needed something to distract me from the pandemic. I have one picture, actually. Here it is. I took it at night because I apparently couldn't sleep. However, something even better happened after a while. Now, during this time, I had no friends, I just chose to have fun wherever I ended up on, until I met a certain user, @Art_Child, or as he preferred to be called, Billy. He loved Green Day and Nirvana. As a matter of fact, he was the one who helped spark me some interest in those bands. We were inseperable. Here's a photo I took of me with him on Girls Who Don't Fit In. We had always been really good friends. We often chatted, made several inside jokes, at one point, he asked me to have a sleepover, as I had told him I loved sleepovers. We ate pizza rolls there, jumped on the trampoline and played Jack Stauber music. At one point, I got my own personal phone on my birthday and often texted Billy. We were fantastic friends, even as we grew older (although our friendship did get less chaotic). I slowly got less active on scratch over the years, but I and Billy still spoke together. Everything was normal until a year ago. I went to scratch, and I got curious and wanted to see his account. I was greeted with an error I had never seen before. I just reloaded the page. Nothing. The profile seemed not to work. I slowly began to realize this wasn't just for his profile, but for the rest of every scratch link. It always gave me that exact error screen, besides the "This page does not exist" text. That text was only for Billy's account page. I got bored, and just went to bed and check my phone. I realized there was one text message left by Billy himself. He attached this image to it. "What the hell is this?", I thought to myself. I couldn't understand what that message went. I went back to my computer, and this time, there was no "404 Error" screen. Instead, I saw this. First picture, second picture. I didn't know what was going on, and was too tired to even understand what was going on. I went on GWDFI and realized one of Billy's friends had noticed this too and made it decently popular. He told me that he couldn't log onto scratch, so I sent him some screenshots of what was going on. Here's the picture. It all felt as if I was daydreaming. I honestly couldn't take it anymore. I forced myself to go to bed. Story's unfinished, tune in tomorrow...