Matthew Sturniolo Imagines

first day of high school '' part 2 & last part

Part 2 a.k.a last part 🥸

Note from the author :

Might be my last story in this book, since I'm going to make a new story book but still, it's the same imagine but this time it has nick and Chris ! Might be not active also tho 🥺🙏🏻

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The next morning, Y/N was still feeling the high from the fun Twitch stream the night before. She decided to check the comments and chat logs to see the reactions from the viewers. Sitting down with her new iPhone, she pulled up the stream and began scrolling through the comments.

At first, she smiled at some of the positive and funny remarks, but as she continued to scroll, her heart began to sink. The hate comments were impossible to ignore.

"Bruh, Y/N is so annoying."
"Ew, Y/N is such a pick me."
"Y/N is doomed."
"Y/N is so bad."
"Ugly Y/N."

Her stomach twisted as she read each comment, the words cutting deeper with each one. Then she saw the one that broke her completely.

"Bruh, I can tell Y/N should be in an adoption center."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt a lump in her throat. She couldn't bear to read any more. With a shaky breath, she excused herself, mumbling something about needing to use the restroom. None of her brothers noticed her distress as she slipped away to the bathroom.

Once inside, she locked the door behind her and sank to the floor, tears streaming down her face. The cruel comments replayed in her mind, each one feeling like a dagger to her self-esteem. She hugged her knees to her chest and sobbed quietly, trying to muffle the sound with her sleeve.

After a while, she heard a soft knock on the door. It was Chris. "Y/N, you okay in there?"

She tried to compose herself, wiping her tears and taking a deep breath before responding. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute."

Chris paused. "Okay, but if you need to talk, we're here for you."

"Thanks," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Once she felt composed enough to leave the bathroom, she splashed some cold water on her face, trying to erase the signs of her tears. She took a deep breath and opened the door, finding Chris, Nick, and Matt waiting for her in the hallway, concern etched on their faces.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Nick asked gently.

She hesitated, not wanting to burden them with her feelings, but the worry in their eyes convinced her otherwise. "It's just... the comments. Some people said really mean things about me."

Matt frowned. "What did they say?"

Y/N hesitated, then repeated some of the comments, her voice trembling as she got to the worst one about the adoption center. The boys' faces darkened with anger and sadness.

"Those people are just trolls," Chris said firmly. "They don't know you. They're just trying to get a reaction."

Nick put a hand on her shoulder. "You're amazing, Y/N. Don't let those idiots get to you. They're not worth your tears."