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ᴠɪʀᴀʟ ʜɪᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ- ?

(Y/N) panted heavily, leaning against a brick wall. Blood smeared from her hand as she propped herself up. Her whole body ached. Just was had she done back then? The first thing she could remember were some men dressed in suits hassling her, pulling at her hair... 

Then she had snapped, slamming her knee into the face of the closest one. Before she knew it, they all lay at her feet. But she wasn't without injuries herself.  Survive, survive, right?

Gritting her teeth, the (h/c) girl dragged her feet, trying to figure out what the fuck to do even with constant ringing in her head. She groaned, dropping to her knees. This wasn't how (Y/N) (L/N) would go. She hadn't yet cursed all those who looked down on her. 

If these were her last moments, she would have spent them cursing her enemies and the next few generations of their family... But these were not her last moments. Luckily, just around the corner was an abandoned store, wooden planks boarding up the doors.

Hopefully they had something she could use. What (Y/N) hadn't noticed were a pair of lethal eyes following her movements.

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The DM hadn't surprised (Y/N), after all their channel was growing at unfathomable rates. They were bound to draw attention. (Y/N) liked to believe that the right eyes were always on her. So when she was asked to go to Omakase June, the restaurant that Seongjun Baek, another NewTuber, ran his base from and to join his company, she decided to at least see what he was offering.

Gazing up at the restaurant, (Y/N) realized it was entirely more fancy than she had expected. She was only sporting her usual jacket with some baggy jeans. Jae was joining her, wearing his casual clothing as well. He seemed not to care about the esteem of Omakase June.

Well, there was no going back now.

Jae signaled for her to enter first, ducking below the long hanging door frame. The ambience was calm and she glanced around the traditional setting. 

"You're here," the tall man smiled, glancing between Jae and (Y/N), "Please take a seat."

'Damn, he's handsome.' (Y/N) thought to herself as she sat down, shifting in the comfortable seat. Just what the hell were they made out of? But they didn't beat the bean bags she had at home.

"I'll be honest, I didn't expect the monster behind Carousel to be this cute. I do enjoy watching your videos... they have a certain... charm that most are missing." Seongjun said smoothly as he got to work on preparing them a meal. (Y/N) sweat dropped at his words. Just what was his angle?