A guy is waving his hands while smiling at the people, each time he faces the direction of the crowd, the more the cheering gets louder.

The people looks at him as if he is a perfect human being .

Be it a man or a woman they all adore him, the men although a bit jealous worships him because he is their role model, he is what the men are aspiring to be.

The women loves him because of his looks, his blonde hair giving ways to his perfect and symmetrical face revealing his blue eyes that seems to sparkle with all of the lights bouncing off of it, his heroic strode, and his body, with it not being too thick, also not too thin but just right causes girls of all age to be squealing when they see him.

Their motives might be different but their line of thought is the same, ‘he’s the perfect man’.

Suddenly a sound of a keyboard being press can be heard and the squealing and cheering sounds has stop.

The man who was watching the video lays back on his chair, the chair creeks due to the weight of the one sitting.

He slouches back once again as he reaches for the chips on the table, he grabs a handful and proceeds to stuff it all in his mouth.

The sounds of chips and the smacking of lips can be heard.

He then dusted off his hands with his shirt and proceeds to press the keyboard again. And in the computer screen, the only light source in this room, the words that he is typing began to form into a sentence.

‘That guy looks like the type of guy to be a pedo lol’

He hits enter without a second thought and he continues to scroll down the page, there he sees like minded individuals as snickers and giggles escapes his heavy breathing mouth.

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But one particular comment caught his eye, the only comment so far that managed to make him pause for a good second.

‘You guys are just mad that you won’t ever begin to dream about becoming someone like or even just close to him.’

The comment is the most dislike comment so far and the community voices just how much that comment and it’s user is unwanted here.

The mood that has been building up is now gone.

He clicks on the profile of the commenter but it’s in private, he clicks his tongue in anger and just went with the old school way of dealing with someone like this.

He pressed the keyboard as if he is channeling his anger unto it as he bombarded the user with hateful comments just to appease his displeasure.

Few minutes pass and he finally stops his tantrum as he moves his mouse to exit the site.

He opens the game that he and his friend have been playing when he notice that his friend still isn’t online.

So to pass the time and wait for his friend to be online he went on to do the quests that he has for the day but even as he finishes all of his quests his friend still isn’t online.

‘Weird he should be online by now…’

After waiting a few more minutes. His irritation grew as each passing second flows by, so he calls him on their discord server and yet he still doesn’t answer.

Feeling worried and anxious for his friend, he tried calling on the only two numbers saved in his phone.

Even then he still doesn’t answer. His eyes looks at the number down below his friend and contemplated if he’ll call them, but he decided not to as he doesn’t like talking with other people that much.

He puts his phone down and started playing the game solo.

And just as he is immersing himself into the game, his phone lit up as it continually vibrates on his desk.

He did not see his phone as his eyes is too glued on the screen to even notice the bug that’s going inside his food, nor did he hear it as the sounds in his computer that is escaping to his room is enough to irritate anyone next door.

An hour has passed and he finally took his eyes away from the screen, he leans backward and stretches his plump body.

And that is when he notice the phone, he picks it up and turns it on and there he sees the message and missed calls from his friend.

He calls him once more but he doesn’t pick up, so he looks at the messages that his friend sent.

[chizzz~ sorry I missed your calls was doing something.] [7:51 P.M.]

[also gotta talk to you Tom. Well that’s about it I’ll be sleeping now] [7:51 P.M.]

‘Sleeping at 8? Isn’t that too early?’

He retracted that thought as he remembers that there’s an event tomorrow in a gacha game.

‘That guy always loves being first in the things he loves huh’

He puts his phone down and opens a website, he pulls down his pants as he watches his computer with eagerness, while also blushing and breathing heavily.

After about half a minute he closes the tab, puts his computer on sleep mode. As he pushes himself away from the computer the sounds of plastic and metal can can be heard on the ground.

He made his way through and lays down on his mattress just behind his computer.