Why do people form relationships? The only outcomes I’ve seen end with searing hate for the other or with quiet tolerance of living with their stale presence. It’s very bizarre when I watch a movie concerning fateful love. Showing only the budding but bearing no fruit. Misleading if you ask me.

When two strangers meet in a place of harmony after riding the waves of awkwardness, they start to form those fruitless connections. An intimate bond they say. Yeah right. I’ve heard worse lies from my own family, but at least theirs have good intentions.

Well, one of those facades of a relationship is currently under the same roof as me. An example for their lovely daughter on how to not fall in love. Thank you, much appreciated.

I could hear the yanking of closed doors. The wailing from my little brother below. And the hatred in the voices I call my parents when they speak to each other. Their yells echo outside my closed bedroom door. Seeping through the crevices and drawing my ears. Just now, I heard the slamming of a door yet again for another sleepless night in a row.

“I hate this.” Is all I can mumble under my breath.

In my self proclaimed, secure room, sitting in the darkness with the only light coming from the computer in front of me. Scrolling endlessly through videos of an entertaining group that help me enjoy my days a little more. Trying to find one that catches my fancy, I kept looking down the list.

My eyes lit up upon finding a video with a long duration compared to the short clips that are usually posted.

With the specific people I found very interesting within the group? Amazing!

Without hesitation, I clicked straight away and waited for the page to load. I waited. And waited. And… hm?

What’s wrong with this thing? Gray screen? My internet is so dumb it might just be the main villain in my story. Not working even when there's only one person surfing the web. Fantastic really, they should win an award for the number of times I mentally cursed at them in my head.

Sighing with the frustrations of all those with bad internet, I pressed refresh four times in succession. To my surprise, an outline of a box started loading up on my screen and I felt excited that I’ll be able to relax for half an hour. However, my excitement was very short-lived.

“Congratulations! Congratulations! Congra-“

Loud!

A pop up with flashing black letters appeared on my screen, covering most of the center of the monitor. I hurriedly scanned for the big red ‘X’ button but to my panic I couldn’t find it.

Moving the mouse over to the taskbar, I tried closing the tab of the application.

Right click and… close! There. Whew.

I checked over my shoulder and perked my ears up to maximum hearing to see if anyone was walking over to scold me for being too loud at four in the morning.

“Congratulations! Congratulations!”

Congrats to my death if this thing doesn’t shut itself!

Moving my mouse to the sound icon, I found that it was being weirdly attracted like a magnet to the ‘Enter’ button below the flashing lights. I didn’t notice it at first because of the white font on white background type of design but I just said screw it and clicked rapidly.

The noise stopped abruptly, letting me breathe a sigh of great relief. Though, my cursor becoming magnetic to the button is quite terrifying. A virus maybe? They are really becoming advanced nowadays, I need to tread carefully when I’m looking at —

“Spin for your question!” The robotic high pitched voice spoke, making me jump in my seat.

The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.

Trying to move my mouse, the cursor wouldn’t move at all. I tried scrolling and jerking it down but the stupid thing wouldn’t budge at all.

Is it disconnected?

Without a thought, I clicked rapidly once again and the slot machine looking thing started spinning. Instead of your usual casino symbols like the lucky seven and red bar things, instead they were different colored balls. I could tell they were different colors but the speed they were spinning in made it difficult to differentiate between them all.

This is definitely a high tier virus. In terms of gacha, this is absolutely the ‘SSR’ of viruses. Why must my luck be this good? I haven’t even bought microtransactions!

I’m just thankful the loud noise stopped. Any louder and I would be brimming with anxiety. Well, assuming I even have space in my heart for more nervous activity.

Anyways, I’ll be running a full overnight scan on my pc as soon as this thing is done messing with me.

The thing continued spinning and didn’t seem to be slowing down. Is this the virus?

I picked up my smartphone placed face down on the corner of my desk. The little key chain rattling as I turn it towards me.

“Meow, meow~” I went.

What? Puru-puru is cute. Don’t judge me. He’s my only sense of reinforcement.

Puru-puru is my anime cat keychain belonging to this red mage character from a show. With a star between its dark fur and one paw up. Putting the cuteness of this amazing thing on display.

Entering my passcode so I can google just what in the ‘b-tier roll’ happened, the slot's three columns came to a stop simultaneously. However, to my surprise, the images weren’t of the balls but instead...symbols?

Three triangles appeared, all looking identical with one side of the triangle being thin while the side across from it was a bit thicker.

Without doing anything, the three triangles moved to the middle and grew larger as one giant triangle.

What is this amazing software? How high tech is this virus?

With the phone held between my hands with my elbows propped up on the desk, I navigated towards the camera app to take a picture just in case I needed to upload anything if I require tech support.

With two swipes and one click I was there and pinched my screen to zoom in on the ad pop up.

My eyebrow raised as the triangle began glowing yellow on my phone however… on the computer screen there wasn’t any type of glow.

This sorcery definitely needs to be rid of. Hackers are going to rule the world. Mhm, mhm!

Not questioning the weird phenomenon, assuming it’s just one of those things that try to stop you from taking pictures. Well, might as well try anyways.

Pressing the circular button with my thumb, the yellow light filled up my vision!

My eyes widened as the light enveloped the sight around me. With swift movement I tried facing my phone on the desk but my arm just felt air. As if I was karate chopping wind. I suddenly fell onto the floor with a thump.

“Ow!” I moaned, feeling my butt take the brunt of the damage.

Getting onto my feet, I used one hand to rub the side of my bottom cheek.

Definitely bruised.

The space around me was white with my feet standing on some sort of invisible surface. Shutting my eyes so I can get the hell back to reality, I peered with one eye after a few minutes.

A giant auburn circle appeared less than an inch across from me.

“Ah!” I squeaked, stumbling backwards back into the ground while putting my hands to cover my face.

As expected of my first instinct. Hide my identity from society! No one can witness my embarrassment.

A girl in a white school uniform unknown to me crouched across from me, hugging her knees in an overly cute manner. She seemed about the same age as me with braids and a purple hairband along with fashionable glasses.

Yep. I can tell straight away. There’s no doubt about it. This girl is one of the smart types! Compared to me who has only average grades in every subject except for English. However, she doesn’t have that aura of superiority and stuck up-ness everyone of the same type has.

Her fair skin and big brown eyes looked at me as if they were looking at an old friend. If this was a different scenario I can most definitely say I would have fallen in love.

Her lips parted.

“Is it you?”