/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>jwu
>missed a stream i didnt know about by 2 minutes

>>3825154
cute, sweet, hardworking, funny, comforting, cheerful, graceful, energetic, lewd

>>3541610
欲しい

>>1564706

>>1207569
>alternate perspective to my Matsuri writing

He hated you.

That’s the conclusion you came to.

You sent that text exactly three hours, twenty-five minutes and seventeen seconds ago.

And he still hasn’t responded.

You looked across your arms and legs. Red slashes went up and down them. Blood is still dripping from them. The knife in your hand still stained the same color red. You felt it on your face as well.

You were Natsuhiro Matusuri. You were supposed to be a successful idol. One who sang, danced, went to festivals and played video games for fun. You were supposed to be perfect.

But that wasn’t true.

You were far from perfect.

So imperfect, in fact, that you still wondered how you got a job at a company like Hololive.

Even less so, how you got a boyfriend that ‘loved’ you.

It was your main worry in life. Even more so than messing up a dance on stage, or losing a game in APEX. That you would lose the one you love so much.

You thought about him every day. The memories, both good and bad, that brought tears of joy whenever they came about.

But then then fear would kick in.

Fear that something you would do would drive him away. That your messed up mind would cause him to leave you behind.

Just thinking about it made you feel despair.

You heard a knock on the door at that moment. You heard his voice following.

You ignored it.

He must be here to grab his things and leave you.

That could be the only explanation.

“Matsuri... I’ll say it again, I’m so sorry I missed your text. I was busy trying to get home so I could see you again. So please, I’m begging you, let me in or I’ll open the door myself. I don't care if you're mad at me, I just want to make sure you're okay.”

You ignored him again. He was just saying that to make you feel better. He would push you away like everyone else-

The door opened and he entered. You still pointed your eyes to the ground. You didn’t want to meet his gaze of disapproval. This was you at your ugliest moment, and he would surely leave in disgust.

But instead he kept walking towards you. As the steps got closer you felt your last barrier break.

You snapped.

>>904130
>>904280
I don't think she's ever going to be ready. On that note why are idol fans always so much like their oshi?