-|my reality|- rika kawai fan fic

pop clture

What's this feeling? The warm water over my head, blocking the air from entering my body. I feel..like everything is okay now. How? How did I become like this?

My name is Rika Kawai, Kawaii like cute because I am just so cute. I used to be in a Junior Pop group, but I dropped out after one of my fans committed suicide. Do I miss it? Yes of course, but at the same time it made me a terrible person. I used to do meet and greats, the one where you shake hands, and they give you gifts, money, and so on. One of my fans, Chiemi, would always come to the meets. She would always give me money. I loved money. Chiemi was a huge fan of mine, but she was fat. In the pop world, we always had to be skinny, perfect smile, perfect hair, perfect perfect perfect. It was embarrassing for me to have a fan like her, but she gave me money so I didn't care unless she stopped giving me the green. She then started running out of money.

One day I was at a corner store and saw Chiemi shoplifting. "Disgusting" I thought to myself. "Why is she doing that?" I was embarrassed that one of my fans was doing that. I later learned why. She was shoplifting goods and selling them or money, and with that money she would give to me, because she wanted to be friends with me.
It was another evening at a meet. Chiemi had showed up as usual. She came up in the line. Shook my hand, and gave me money. "Chiemi" I said. "I can't expect this illegal money. I want you to stop coming here. You are embarrassing me by making money that way, and I would never be friends with a fatty like you."
She stood there in shock. "Go I said go!" I yelled.
"I am sorry Rika" then she left. I felt relieved that she was gone. I wasn't embarrassed anymore.