This OC is based on me, by the way. Kinda.
I don't know what this is. I just... wanted to. Yes, self-harm and shit. Don't like it? Get the hell off of my stories, since this is the theme of most of my fanfictions.
Everyone still here, I hope you enjoy. Also, if I screw up their characters super badly, sorry.
-XXX-
Kai lives with danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil. They won't tell you how, so don't ask.
Their gender is something they never really thought of as real. Maybe they were a girl once, a boy sometimes. But they're just... Kai now. They don't really care about themselves though.
Dan and Phil. The YouTube stars with millions of subscribers each. Kai's friends. They live with them.
-Kai's POV-
I walk through the house groggily, stumbling into every other inanimate object. Great. Eventually, I make it to the living room. Finally...
Opening my laptop (and, yes, it is covered in stickers like Phan's) and trolling Tumblr is a usual week end activity. Occasionally I snicker a little bit. Or internally facepalm. Or cry a bit. Whatever posts are popular. Eventually I make my way to Dan and Phil's page. Every day, I look through it to see what's happening in the Phandom. After only a little bit of scrolling, there's a post about me.
I'm not a secret. After appearing on one of Dan's videos and two of Phil's already, everyone was going crazy trying to figure out who I was. Even more so when Dan said I was 'here to stay'.
Just hearing that, I was so... happy. My two favorite people in the world had accepted me. So I stopped doing it for a while. But Dan's video had been published this weekend, and Phil's on Friday, so no one from school knew about where I lived or anything about my relationship with the YouTubers. On Monday, the phans would know it was me. Hell, if any of them remembered what I looked like, they might already have connected us.
Yeah, I have no friends, no one who would come over to my house. Even if I did, they wouldn't come over. The Phan apartment is mine and Phil and Dan's. Ours. Anyone else is not welcome, besides friends of Dan and Phil.
The post was a picture of me with one, single, word attached. 'Theories?'
Just seeing my face on a tumblr post made me want to scream and cry and laugh all at the same time. Tagged as a Phan post. I settled on fangirling as I typed out a response.
'My theory is - that's me. Hi.' Grinning, I attach a sarcastic selfie of myself sitting on the couch crease while looking at that post. In case you were wondering, my Tumblr name is in-which-i-need-to-find-my-life.
The picture was nothing much - just my ugly face. My Tokyo Ghoul shirt was rumpled but recognizable, and the curly, dark-blue (dyed) hair that stuck up everywhere was fashionably messy. At least I hoped that.
{A timeskip}
Let's just say the conversation was pretty interesting with that person. Actually, everyone who saw the post immidiately flooded my Ask to death. This sort of thing was always fun.
"KAI YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL AND I SWEAR IF WE HAVE TO GET ANOTHER CALL FROM-" Dan yelled from across the apartment. Right. I have places to be.
"I KNOW, I'M GOING" Shouting back, I pull on some jeans and a black t-shirt. Perfect, just like Dan. Half of my wardrobe is Phil-esque clothes, the other half Dan's soul-black.
And now it was time to brave school. Great. Good luck to me, I'm gonna need it.
Well, that's a thing that just happened somehow.
And I definitely wasn't watching The Internet is Here on 10 hour loop while writing this. Not at all.
Tell me what you think, by the way. I'm not sure if I wanna continue this, but idk.
Bye or something,
Life