The King Is A Stan!

The Stan

"Hey Arlo, we're going out pretty far...what kind of errands are you running exactly?" John spoke, with worry and curiosity in his tone.

Arlo glanced at John and took his earbuds out, which were blasting Korean songs at full volume.

Arlo...was obsessed with K-POP. Like, it was an unhealthy obsession. He had a twitter account where he posted "hot takes" about the groups, wore K-POP merchandise outside of school (John was horrified when Arlo showed up to their boba cafe meeting with his "dedicated" outfit) sometimes used Korean words thought not all of time gladly. He had a strange disgust and hatred towards people who didn't listen K-POP. Surprisingly, he was able to get along John, who hated the genre.

"Ayo hunny, calm down your excited ass. We'll taste the tea when we'll get there." Arlo said, clearly showing that he wouldn't answer any more questions.

"Oh, okay."

The train stopped at somewhere he had no idea where, doubling John's anxiety and suspicion about it. Before he could say anything, Arlo quickly headed to the enormous place in front of them. Wow, Arlo is fast, John thought to himself as he finally mananged to catch up.

"Hey, so, where are we right now?" John puffed out, catching his breath.

"Sweetie, this is Wellston's Turf Wars location."

"W-WHAT?! YOU TOOK ME TO TURF WARS?! Listen, I don't know if you forgot or not, but I'm a cripple. I'm not really built for this kind of enviorment...I thought we were going grocery shopping or someth---"

"Unlike you basic hoes, I don't do mundane shit like doing grocery. Anyways, what would happen to a simple mf like you when I'm here ready to throw shade? Let's head there."

John wasn't sure how to respond to that.

After a long, quiet walk, the silhouettes standing in front of the enormous area finally became clear.

"There you are, Arlo. We were worried that you weren't going to show up." The two voices spoke together in union, blending into each other. They were a boy with the generic anime hero edgelord haircut, and a girl with a stupid ass haircut shaped into a bow. It was interesting how they were wearing K-POP merch though.

These two...they're the ones who broke my phone! What are they doing here?

"Mind telling me what's going on?" John demanded an answer. Arlo was silent. He started to walk towards the duo.

"Arlo!"

He turned his stare to John when he called out. He had a smirk on his face.

"Exterminate the Karen, sisters."

What?

The girl's hands was illuminated with ruby red lights and morphed to claws and she rushed towards John, quickly striking his shoulder and cutting it deeply. Surprisingly, after her blows she gave him a moment to catch his breath.

"Arlo, what ar---"

Anime haircut hit him with purple (yeah, purple) gusts of wind before he could even finish his words. He hit the ground letting out an oomph, and Bowtie was aiming her claws to his throat, using them like a knife.

"SUPRISE!" Arlo cried.

All John could do was gaze upon him, confused and raged.

The duo locked him even more.

"ARLO!"

"Oh, how rude of me?" he giggled, mumbling some Korean song lyrics to himself quietly. "I haven't introduced them yet! This is Ventus oppa and Meili unnie. I believe y'all have met before? They are the ones who broke your ancient cavemen-technology iPhone 4S. Bitch can't even afford a Samsung LMAO!"

"H-how do you know that?!"

"Yo, this bitch really has no brain! I'm the one who snapped them do do it hoe."

"Wh---"

Arlo looked at the boy on ground with disgust.

"You never thought why I bothered with your plain ass? Seriously? Me, a hardcore stan and a King would associate myself with a plain normie like you? I already warned you, did I stutter? I never wanted or planned to be your friend. In fact, I despise you, periodt."

Painful memories resurfaced again, wandering aimlessly around John's head.

"Skip those flashbacks, honey. The real reason why I brought you here is to snatch your wig."

"Yeah, you are such an eyesore-" Ventus was interrupted by John.

"Frick off. You aren't involved," was John's words before he was smacked in the head violently by Ventus. (He was kind enough to censor the cuss words tho!)

OMG John. Seems like the tea will be devoured up trying to break you, the blonde thought, excited. "There's no one around in few miles. The school was kind enough to let us enjoy our tea party in peace. We basically have a shit ton of time to carve all KPOP song lyrics to your normie brain, sweaty."

He got closer to John a bit.

"You are completely powerless," he pointed out, "Everything that you've experienced in the last few weeks...was by my will. Seraphina's suspension for her mocking K-POP with Gangnam Style. You limited contact with her. And every song encounter we've had afterwards...It was all facilitated by me."

John was horrified.

"You have no control over the music you like."

The memories were getting more painful.

I came to Wellston for a new page. I didn't boast about my taste in music. I didn't hurn anyone.

How..

How did things end up like this again?!

Monster.

No. I'm not the monster.

"What's wrong? Still can't get over the shade and the tea?" the blonde mocked.

They are.

John didn't reply.

"If only you stanned Loona...Why don't you help him out, unnie?"

"ARLO!" John cried.

And with that, he unleashed the inner stan within him.