"it's like a cult", nene said, handing her her phone, "the fans are just... toxic"y/n stared at the screen.
"this is twitter. everyone is toxic", she said, scrolling through the tweets.
for a few minutes she just read through them all.
"why are you laughing?", nene asked
"some of these are actually pretty creative", she replied, "there are too many about his thighs. an alarming amount of people want to be crushed between them."
"you really had no idea about any of it?"
"i have better things to do than look at thirst tweets about him, so yes", she nodded
"understandable, your twitter has only one tweet"
"it's very precise and beautiful", y/n huffed, "some of these are just-""wait, isn't this kyoko's twitter account?", nene asked
"oh fuck", y/n muttered, "i'm never telling her."
nene just nodded. since she came back from meeting atsumu, y/n looked.... really happy. it put nene in a good mood too.
"there's this section of atsumu's fans that have been his fans since he was in high school", nene explained, "they have some kinda superiority complex over his other fans. i heard kyoko ranting about it the other day"
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