Cosplay? Why in the world did you choose to cosplay? To VidCon, even, VidCon. It didn't seem right.

"Come on, [Your Name, help me out here," your best friend Carolina called. You had known her forever, it felt like since the day you were born. She was busy painting some craft foam to turn into Sombra's gun from Overwatch, but you couldn't hear. You were too busy watching your favorite Youtuber: ShadowStorm. Your earbuds were plugged in, and you were listening to his smooth, calm voice explain about some new Overwatch update. "This isn't just my project."

You'd sigh. "This video's over in two minutes, relax."

She walked over to you, her gloved hands covered in gray paint. "What's with you and those videos, anyways?" She peeked over your shoulder, looking at the screen flashing with many colors. "I mean, I get it's Overwatch, and there are plenty more Overwatch videos on the internet, but why this?"

"It's just…" You didn't know what to tell her. "There's so many things, I can't even sum it up."

She snatched your phone, pausing the video and unplugging your headphones. "Here's the deal. Help me paint all our guns, and then I'll let you watch your video." Carolina took your phone and placed it on the window. "Now, come help me."

You got off the bed. "Okay, okay." She tossed you a can of paint, and you instantly caught it.

"I kinda want to see what all the hype around you and Youtube nowadays. I don't remember you being too much of a social person in the first place, but this is a whole new level." She'd grab your phone, clicking on a video. It was one of his videos.

It started up, and you heard the familiar smooth voice. "Hey guys, it's ShadowStorm back with another video! This one's about the Horizon Lunar Colony, Blizzard's new map, and what I think it will do to change the tides in Overwatch today. Apparently it's already released on the PTR, but…"

You eyed Carolina. You had already seen this one. Like most of his videos, you could recite this one by heart. Carolina didn't seem to find it as fascinating, but she kept watching. "Huh. Never knew half this stuff about the game. Interesting." She proceeded to paint her gun. You studied her technique, trying to copy it the best you could on your white foam gun. You were going to be the Tracer to your friend's Sombra, but you wanted to do the Posh skin. She assured you you would look better in it, and you couldn't help but trust her. The two of you thought that the normal Tracer was done too often, so why not sew leather into an epic bodysuit?

Back in the timeline, you were painting your gun. Carolina was the best of your friends, instead of watching Youtube videos like you did, she was busy making pistols out of foam for some reason. She always seemed to plan things out instead of do them on the spot. She was experienced in the art of conventions, while this was only your second. Every now and then, you couldn't help but watch ShadowStorm's video.

Moments later, the video ended. "So, what'd you think?"

"Eh, it was okay."

"Okay? IT WAS JUST OKAY?" You'd break out into Primal Rage and smash the foam guns to pieces. "DID YOU JUST CALL MY FAVORITE YOUTUBER JUST OKAY?" (void)

Oh. She thought it was just okay. She didn't have the same love you did. You would just have to accept it. "Ah, I get why you think that, anyways...can we watch another one?"

Carolina sighed. "Sure." She handed you your phone. "You know what, [YN]?"

"What?"

She put her paint beside her. "You've been kind of hesitant to work on this cosplay, and I think there's some weird reason. I mean, I've known you this long. Didn't you go into a phase like this some other time?"

You shrugged. Did you really want her to know the truth? "Well, I did, you've got that right. About this? There's nothing...wrong."

Carolina laughed. "Oh, really?" She smiled a sly smirk.

You couldn't help but laugh as well. "Fine, fine. I'm just worried that I'm going to be judged, and that...he'll be there."

Her pupils enlarged. "You think...you think that ShadowStorm's going to be there?"

You'd gulp, nodding. You hoped that your friend didn't judge you.

"Well, let me check. I knew I heard the name ShadowStorm somewhere before." She grabbed your phone, viciously texting in keywords to help find out. "Okay, [YN, don't freak out. He's going."

Your eyes instantly widened. He? The ShadowStorm was going to be there? "H-He is?"

"Oh, and don't freak out even more, but he's hosting a panel."

Your heart seemed to stop for a second. You could already see it. You were going to meet your favorite Youtuber. And he'd respect you. But, there was something stopping you. "Carolina...what if he's not like how he seems?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Oh, sorry, I already bought tickets for us."

"What?!"

"Uh huh. Just relax. It'll be alright. You'll always have a back door." Carolina grinned at her Sombra reference. "Get it?"

You didn't respond. You were too busy thinking. What, why, this was all too coincidental. "It's not okay, this is too…" You couldn't seem to speak for some reason. Normally, you could speak freely about Youtube and Overwatch like it was no one's business. Knowing that he'd be there, you couldn't.

"It's too…? Do you like him that much or anything?"

You shook your head, keeping a lie. "No, not at all."

Carolina placed her paint aside. "Exactly. It's scary meeting an online friend for the first time in real life."

"You have before?"

She burst out laughing. "Are you kidding me? No! Why would I have..?"

You stared at her, groaning. This wasn't the best advice. "This isn't the best advice."

"Exactly. I just thought you wouldn't panic when I told you."

You stared her down. "Well, the thing is, he has my Overwatch, and...uh...well, he's played with me, heard my voice…" You began to panic again.

"Quit it," Carolina instructed. "You'll be fine. Just be Tracer. Relax."

You weren't going to relax. You were going to ShadowStorm's panel, and you were going to make a fool out of yourself.