In that moment it was like you were staring all over again, a new interest in someone interesting. You fell asleep with the tv on, its dim flashing light echoed upon your face mirroring what was happening on the screen you saw him. His world, soon ready to be shared with you.
You had a dream that night, someone you expected to be Inuyasha, but its was someone else, someone who you may have forgotten. Maybe in a past life or someone in the spirit world... who even knows if that exists. "Maybe you finally snapped", he said.
That you did, without realizing it.
You wake up and its 4:37 a.m, your eyes have trouble opening because the screen is so bright. You feel sick, questioning yourself really hard. 'Did I.. would I really fuck an anime character...I have to be kidding myself, I'm not a filthy weeaboo disappointment.'
'....but i have no one else...'
You pull yourself forward to find the remote and squint to turn the tv off. Sitting back in your same spot, like a muscle in its shell, you get an awful gut feeling like somebody you love is there next to you, like a crush. Only a crush.
Sitting there in the dark room thats only to be lit by street lights and the city view, you start to form tears on your face and your entire world is gone. The realization its just you. Only you.
