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"Hey, [Y/N]?" your mom called out to you from the kitchen, jolting you awake from your half- sleep on the living room couch. You groggily tapped the button of your phone, the screen immediately lighting up.
2: 13 PM, it read.
It had been three days since the incident with Kotarou Bokoto— three mind numbing days of insults, disses by crazed thirteen-or-something fans, and constant pointing and whispering ever since the picture of Bokoto leaning over you on the couch appeared on almost every tabloid and magazine. Nobody cared how the press got the picture– nobody even stopped to think that it all must have been a simple misunderstanding, nothing more than that.
All people cared about was who the "mystery girl" in that photo was or how she seemed not skinny, pretty, fashionable, famous, or flawless enough for everybody.
"Yeah?" you say in reply, letting out a small yawn as you rubbed your eyes to try and remove the sleepiness from them. Your mom poked her head from the kitchen doorway, a gentle smile on her face. "How are all those comments about your picture?" she asked thoughtfully. "I never knew twelve year old kids could even come up with those kinds of insults."
Just from your mom's tone, you knew that she was trying to lighten up the mood. Although she had apologized several times after the incident, telling you that she was to blame for even letting you move her stuff for her in the first place, you tried to reassure her more than once that it was your fault since you had forgotten what office number she had given you. Despite your reassurances, you knew that she still blamed herself for everything that happened.
"Yeah," you attempted at a smile half- heartedly, shaking the mouse of your laptop awake to look at the latest insult threads.
@bokotoaf says: Woah. Bokoto? With this girl? What sad story did she come up with to get him to take pity on a girl like her?
@mariahboks says: You guys just don't get it. He's bending down to get a better look at her face. I mean, it's probs his first time looking @ a troll. #troll #thetruth
@hinatabokoto says: Woah, @mariahboks, you must have a pretty good knowledge on trolls since you're one yourself. I don't get why everyone's dissing this girl, she's perfect the way she is. #nohate
@xxbokfanxx says: Have you had a look in the mirror lately, @hinatabokoto? I'm pretty sure you're talking about yourself.
@hinatabokoto says: Uh, yeah. Sure. So I guess the Bokoto genes don't really work well on girls, huh. That's funny, when I'm actually supposed to be his sister. #unfair #siblinggenes #nojustice
@mariahboks says: Yeah, and I'm his fiancé. @hinatabokoto
@hinatabokoto says: Woah, really? Congrats @kotaroubokoto. You never told us you were engaged to a piece of plastic.
@kotaroubokoto says: @hinatabokoto Stop going around and telling everyone that you're my sister, geez. And I'm not engaged to anyone th? Besides, I'd take a troll over a plastic Barbie doll any day.
You read the thread again and again, your eyes scanning over the words with lightning fast speed.
That jerk is actually defending me? Along with his sister, no less.
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