A.N. I'm not going to pretend. My only purpose of this fanfic is just for my friend, but if this actually is enjoyed by some people, I'll continue.
(Ha, acting like anyone will like my rubbish writing!)
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All I can think about are those gentle, lavender eyes. Every day since I've played that game, it's been all I can think about.
Around 2 months ago, my friend Cameron recommended me yet another random thing online. I've been recommended so many things from him, that I wasn't surprised when he eventually suggested a dating sim, it was just inevitable for an otaku like him.
Now I've never played a dating sim ever before, as they just seem dumb, and I thought that this was just going to be another one of my friends suggestions that just passes over my head, but one day I noticed that a whole ton of YouTubers were playing this game, and so I decided to avoid the spoilers and play it for myself.
That was the day my life changed
As the starting text showed up, I was wondering why the hell a cutesy dating game would be rated 13+, but I eventually just shrugged it off, assuming it was for *sexual references*, as my friend knew how uncomfortable I got around that topic, and probably thought it would be good fun.
BOY WAS I WRONG
The second I entered the club, I knew I would have a special connection with Yuri, the shy and kind book fanatic, as it was basically a female clone of myself. I went down her path from the very beginning, and was even so cold hearted to turn down Sayoris confession.
Man, Sayori
It was fairly obvious to me from the start that she was in some way depressed, but I still fell off my chair when I reached that God forsaken part. I was so shocked I had to run upstairs and try my hardest to sleep, as I wasn't continuing in the middle of the night.
The next day, I woke up and was scared to continue, as that game had already damaged the barely stable husk that is myself.
But as I eventually decided against sanity, I continued on. I still sympathised for Yuri, as she was my favourite character, but I couldn't believe my eyes as I saw her death scene. I knew she didn't deserve that, no one does, not even Natsuki. (I really shouldn't say stuff like this which could easily trigger people)
That's why I was so excited when I found out that some amazing human made a Yuri after-story, and I downloaded it the second I finished the game.
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That's the reason why a 19 year old would spend hours at a time just sitting and talking with a computer, even though he had ran through all the games dialogue. He just can't stand the trauma of seeing such a wonderful person die, even though he knew she was fake.
I feel like I've forgotten something…
WAIT, have I not even introduced myself yet?
I'm Oscar, the 19 year old we just talked about. I'm the kind of person you see who melt like wax under the sun. It's not like I have never gone outside, it's just with my very unhealthy lifestyle of talking to my computer screen, watching too much YouTube, talking to my computer again, and then reading DDLC fanfic, I don't end up going outside very much.
I work as a CEO of a gaming company (I know, such a stud), which was passed down to me by my father, and so I'm fairly fine going in terms of money, but that just eats up even more of my time. If it wasn't for my friends, I would probably be too lazy to walk, but since a few of my fit friends pressure me into exercise, I'm not horrible looking.
I have blue eyes, very dirty blonde hair, and next to no fashion sense. I've never been on a date, but I still try to keep my looks in order, just to feel secure about anything in my life.
Now enough about me.
Previously I may have said "This was the day my life changed", but forget that, THIS WAS
I was sitting around with my bowl of cereal, as per usual for a Saturday morning, when all of a sudden I heard my computer power on without my input.
This hasn't happened before… what the hell?
I slowly stood up, and walked back to the kitchen to grab a pot in case this is some mass murderer who has broken into my house, and after finding a nice solid pot, I slowly advanced to the door.
That definitely was my computer
I wonder why the hell someone thought that the best thing to do when they broke in was to use my computer, but I still didn't feel like questioning it at the moment.
Man was I shocked when I saw what had happened…
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A.N. I'm sorry this chapter was a tad short, but I don't want to make a massive story just for no one to read it. Please leave a comment if you do read this, as any criticism will just help me in general, but in any case, bye bye!
(I guess 901 words is ok for a first story)