>>56631273Anon was a huge fan of Ike Eveland, the virtual novelist from NIJISANJI EN. She loved his voice, his personality, and his amazing covers of rock songs. She watched every stream he did, and even joined his membership to get access to his exclusive content. She dreamed of meeting him someday, and maybe even confessing her feelings to him.
One day, she got the chance to do just that. She won a contest that gave her a ticket to attend a special fan meeting with Ike Eveland in person. She was overjoyed and nervous at the same time. She prepared a gift for him, a custom-made pillow with his face on it, and a letter expressing her admiration and love.
She arrived at the venue, and waited in line with other excited fans. When it was her turn, she walked up to the stage where Ike Eveland was sitting. He smiled at her and greeted her warmly.
“Hello, Anon! Thank you for coming! I’m so happy to meet you!” he said.
“Hi, Ike! I’m so happy to meet you too! You’re my favorite VTuber ever!” she said.
“Aww, thank you! That means a lot to me! Do you have something for me?” he asked.
“Yes, I do! Here, this is for you!” she said, handing him the pillow and the letter.
He took them and looked at them curiously. He opened the letter and read it quickly. His eyes widened as he realized what it was. He looked at her with a mix of surprise and amusement.
“Wow, Anon… This is quite a confession. You really like me that much?” he asked.
“Yes, I do! I love you, Ike! You’re my everything!” she said, blushing furiously.
He chuckled and put the letter down. He picked up the pillow and hugged it tightly.
“Well, Anon… I’m flattered by your feelings. But I’m afraid I can’t reciprocate them. You see… I already have someone I love.” he said.
“Wh-what? Who is it?” she asked, feeling a pang of jealousy and disappointment.
He smiled and pointed at the pillow.
“It’s me.” he said.
He kissed the pillow passionately, making loud smooching noises. He then looked at her and winked.
“Sorry, Anon. But I’m already taken… by myself.” he said.
He then proceeded to cuddle with the pillow, ignoring her completely.
Anon was speechless. She felt like she had been pranked by the ultimate troll. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She decided to do both.
She ran away from the stage, sobbing and laughing hysterically. She vowed to never watch Ike Eveland again.
But she still kept the pillow.
