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A typical day for Yushi involves not waking up to his unusually loud alarm, waking up when he needs to be out in like ten minutes, dressing up like he was just caught fucking a stranger’s wife to leave for university where he speaks with no one other than his childhood best friend - Daeyoung - and gets bullied - probably, he doesn’t really care to mind - cursing out the professors for being cursed at, and then leaving that evil place to go home and play video games until his roommate - Sohee - remembers he doesn’t live at his boyfriends place (at least during school nights) and pounces on the door like he was being chased by a crazy ass junkie outside.
Yushi had woken up earlier than usual, not hearing any alarm go off and then fumbling his way out of the bed because he just knew it was over for him like usual. The worn out clothes piling up in the corner with the subtle colors here and there forming a disturbing face almost like a smile, like they’re mocking his ass or something. He doesn’t mind the dirt, not like he had the time to clean up anyway.
Not until he was leaving the main door that he had checked his phone, which showed the time to be five minutes earlier than his usual. Smiling like he had won something, Yushi began walking to the bus stop. Five minutes meant he could walk at his own tempo - hell, even smoke before he gets on the vehicle. The day was meant to be a success.
He put on his earphones, dropping an old gum wrapper to the ground in the process while taking them out of his pocket. Despite his looks - a blurry line between being intimidating and just outright being a freak - Yushi wasn’t the type to litter, so he picked it up and put it back into his pocket while taking out a cigarette with his other hand.
His hands looked pale holding the deadly stick to his mouth, lighting it and taking the first whiff while closing his eyes with the rush. It wasn’t like he had chronic anemia or anything, though he was cold in mid-September, Yushi was perfectly healthy - he was just kinda pale like that.
He listened to the same playlist he had made when he was sixteen, sue him for having great music taste at a young age.
Yushi liked his style, even though it made him stand out around school for sure. He just didn’t care, maybe it was a coping mechanism in a way. One time Daeyoung had told him he heard some girls whispering around about how Yushi was probably cutting himself as well, it didn’t really bother him - meant that he looked alternative in a natural sense. And for the record - no, he does not.
After a couple minutes, he stepped on his almost finished cigarette to get on the familiar bus headed to his uni. Not missing the chance to get a long drag and coughing in the process like he was a teenager trying a cigarette all over again.
He sat on his usual seat by the far end, changing the music into something louder as he stared outside. The ride to the school wasn’t that long, just enough to go through a couple songs while checking his feed. Nothing much happened in public transport at this ungodly hour anyway.
Then he saw it, written with care and a piece of gum stuck next to it.
dc #ri_ku_03 hmu
Yushi tilted his head slightly as he read it, the current song nearing its end.
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Riku fucking hates his best friend. Not even over exaggerating. He didn’t always hate Sion, don’t get him wrong. The guy had helped him through so many hardships in life. But fuck that! Who cares? Riku still hated him for being stupid and like genuinely mentally damaged to some extent.
“Do you have any idea how many perverts followed me on instagram?! Oh my fucking god, Sion!”
Sion put his hands on Riku’s shoulders in a somewhat soothing manner, trying his best to not drop down and laugh his shit off.
“Look, look. How the fuck could I know you would end up on a porn site?” He closed his eyes, trying to get it together as he continued. “I just thought some stupid high schooler or like an old guy would hit you up, it would be funny as shit!”
Riku pushed Sion’s hands away, massaging his temple - not even knowing what he could say at this point.
“They did, Sion. I have like a couple hundred requests on every linked social I have, including my old ass league account. And no, it’s not even funny.”
Okay, maybe it was a bit funny. If it happened to Sion instead of Riku, he would be laughing his ass off and maybe opening a fan page. It was annoying to be on the receiving end though, call him a hypocrite.
“We switch all your socials to private, block every single one of them one by one, then just change your discord tag! It’s easy.”
Riku sighed. He knew that despite everything Sion would help return everything to normal, that just made Riku want to punch him more.
Sion looked at him with genuine regret now, Riku would feel bad if—
Yeah, Riku felt bad. It wasn’t even that serious honestly - he could even use the fame to get some money, linking an only fans account to his discord profile or some shit to post literally nothing while people paid just to have a chance at seeing him naked one day.
“Hyung,” He started. “You’ll help me.”definitely not a question as he crossed his arms.
To get matters straight - it all started when Sion decided to take out his pen to prepare a harmless joke for his best friend in a literal bus. He had chosen the far end seat thinking that only weird people preferred sitting there, which appeared to be right because after that Riku got spammed the shit out on all social media platforms and then they found out that his posts had made it to the hub and had comments like “I would love to destroy that emo ass.” “41M looking for a sugar baby”some classics like, “He would take dick so well” or “what’s his name?”and Sion’s favorite, “I wish i had a dick so I could feel his tongue on it.”
So apparently, some pervert had been at the said seat. Who stalked Riku all the way to get his thirst traps to post them on the fucking hub. Which ended up with Riku having a shit ton of dick pics - not the good kind - in his dm requests.
He didn’t do anything the first two days thinking it would surely get better - he was wrong, yeah no shit. They found his phone number and called him in the middle of the night. After that, Riku changed his phone number and pounced on Sion’s dorm room crazy style for him to open up and take responsibility.
After his promise of helping out cleaning Riku’s online presence, they got to work right away.
Well, Sion did. Riku scrolled through the friend requests on discord while munching on some chips, curious how many predators actually existed within the site. He clicked on one randomly, the profile looking cringe and shady as fuck.
To be honest, Riku would love to commit fraud if it meant he would do harm to these type of people - he was just tired and getting kinda hopeless at this point.
The profile had no links, some girl from ‘My Dress Up Darling’ on their profile picture which Riku didn’t even bother watching so he had like no idea what was going on.
He clicked on another one, the tune of some underground indie rock artist drowning out the crunch of the chips as he hummed along.
Most of the profiles were the same - no links, highly sexualized characters as profile pictures who appear to look even younger than they canonically are. Some had a few links here and there, mostly games - which definitely didn’t get any of them off the hook.
Then he clicked on another profile, this one was… kind of different. It looked like it belonged to an actual human his age. Riku sipped on his almost-empty and overly sweet energy drink before looking through their socials.
yushihihi__405 looked like they used the profile for normal-human activities, like using voice chat to yell at your friends on Valorant or doing movie nights and falling asleep midway. His bio showed he was 22 years old and apparently a “certified catboy” which made Riku stop munching on the snacks and get up to wash his greasy hands to lock in. Big deal.
Riku was intrigued after all the bots flooding his list, he clicked on the Instagram account linked to the said profile. Definitely not because of anything else.
See, Riku has had his fair share of pretty and handsome people. He fucked around, met people, met their people as well. Riku was a social butterfly if he was let in by strangers. The only thing keeping him back from being friends with the whole ass school would probably be because of how he looked.
Riku knew he looked good, like insanely good. Although for some people it was too much - the piercings on his eyebrow and lips, his freshly red dyed hair and lastly his sense of fashion being inspired by 2000 Miyavi looks. You know the deal, look slightly different and they kill you out in the real world. It was kind of like that.
This guy was something else though, scrolling through a couple pictures and a single video of the guy biting his lip just to finish it by trying to bite the camera like an actual cat - Riku’s eyes actually widened.
No doubt that the guy was named Yushi, and he was actually like… real. Although Riku still couldn’t be sure somewhere inside after seeing what the AI could do nowadays.
One picture stood out the most - it was him on his bed, camera tilted down on his face showing only his teeth with a grin. Wearing an ushanka type hat looking like Dan if he was Japanese instead of British. Riku had to wipe the sweat off his hands as he looked at the other pictures.
Maybe Sion was onto something for once in his life.
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ri_ku_03 approved your friend request.
Yushi double checked the pop up notification as he gave directions for Daeyoung to kill the guy who was flanking their team.
He had forgotten about the profile after arriving at school that day. After seeing the tag, he decided to check just for fun - which ended up with him being actually interested in the dark aesthetic of the mysterious person with the cute cat emoticon on his bio, and therefore sending a request thinking nothing bad could happen.
Now that a couple hours had passed and Yushi was at his comfy space near his pc, it seemed like a bad idea - because what if they were someone with actual bad intentions? Like…
Yeah nothing much could happen, scratch that idea.
“He’s C link now I think. Be careful he has his ult.”
“Yeah I can see that, stay silent for a second.”
Yushi rolled his eyes as he tabbed out of the game to check discord instead.
Just as he’d thought, the mysterious profile stood there at the top.
“Oh my fucking god, we lost again!” Daeyoung’s frustrated voice came through the mic. “Let’s just call it a day, I already lost a rank.”
That made Yushi close the game completely. He wasn’t the type to get mad at video games - Daeyoung however, was.
“It’s fine, we’ll get a win streak soon.” Yushi said calmly while he took a sip of his milk.
“Yeah, whatever. See you tomorrow Yushi.”
Yushi wasn’t taken aback as his friend suddenly left the call, him rage quitting was not a rare occurrence anyways. Yushi left the call as well. Curious to see his DM’s.
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ri_ku_03: hi ₍^. ̫.^₎
hello
i saw ur tag in a public bus
whats that about?
oh rlly? Thats crazy lowkey haha
whats ur name?
do u live near the uni?
what
why would i tell those
oh
so u didnt stalk my profile
stalk your what
who r u?
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rlly?
cant u read
its riku
okay im sorry
dont leave me on read please
i’ll send u a pic
Yushi was midway through his text of him explaining that this was a mistake and he would be kindly blocking now until he saw the photo and decided that he could talk just a bit more.
You know, everyone deserves a second chance… or like, a couple more chances if you look like that.
thats not u
wdym
its literally me :3
want another one?
depends
on what
what is your deal
i
okay look
i didnt leave my tag out there
it was my friend playing some shitty joke thinking it was the funniest shit ever
so like
i have no reason to be seen as a pervert right now
i didnt say you were one?
uh
≽(˵◝ ⩊ ◜˵ マ≼
do you ever run out of those?
ri_ku_03: ദ്ദി（• ˕ •マ.ᐟ
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First, it was late night messages. Jumping from topic to topic, all of them starting from some type of stupid meme Riku sent. In two days, Riku had learned a thing or two about the boy.
Yushi was pretty, that’s not new. He went to the same school as him and Sion, although he was kind of smart apparently. Yushi studied engineering which had its own big ass building - what type? Well, Riku doesn’t really know since he was asking those questions just to keep the chat going. What he does know is that Yushi and his Spotify blend gave them a %99 chemistry rate which actually made Riku tweak because the boy was just insanely perfect.
It didn’t take long for Sion to realize something was up.
Within those couple days, they cleared Riku’s digital footprint the best they could - even though everyone knew there was no turning back once it got out there on the web. Still, Riku just wanted clear DM boxes or at least good dick pics from people at his uni - and his age. Maybe a couple years older? Just to be sure?
During another day of that loop of them coming home to sit and chat while looking through the profiles, Sion spoke - startling Riku, who was leaning back on his bed while sitting on the floor, his computer next to him.
“Who are you talking to?”
It was so clean, so sure. Sion wasn’t asking that for shits and giggles, he knew something was up.
Riku giggled awkwardly.
“What do you mean?”
“Oh god, you’re so bad at acting - i feel sorry for your role-play partner.”
“Fuck you, you wish you were my partner.” Riku cringed at what he said almost immediately. “And I’m not talking to anyone right now.”
“Riku, this is a video call. I can literally see you smiling and typing while fidgeting with your piercing like a horny teenager.”
Riku’s eyebrows lifted as his eyes closed, his lips shut - trying his best to look nonchalant despite getting called out. Then he clicked on the call and saw Sion’s cocky grin staring right back at him.
“Okay, fuck. Whatever. It’s nothing serious probably. Just this guy.”
“Right, and on Discord because..?” His grin never faltered - if anything, Riku saw it get wider by the second.
“He… added me.” Wow, okay Riku, you could definitely be louder than that.
“Holy shit, did I just land you a baddie?”
Riku wanted to say no, to get off the call and send a hundred f slur texts to Sion. But, he also knew that if someone was to know who Riku wanted, it would be Sion.
“Don’t get too ahead of yourself, I would probably meet him at the campus sometime sooner or later.” Riku crossed his arms, glaring at the camera.
Sion laughed like he had just won something, clapping his hands and shit.
“Who is it? From our uni? Send me a picture.”
With that, Riku’s whole facade crumbled into his usual self. He tabbed out to find the pictures he had downloaded from Yushi’s socials - not for any specific reason.
“Hyung, you have to look at this guy. He is just my type! I’m actually going to end my life if it’s an old man or… i don’t know some catfish junior.” He sent one photo thinking the others were too much for Sion to see, even though Yushi actually posted them online.
Sion suddenly stopped, his mouth dropping. “Holy shit? Is this the guy?”
Riku’s stomach hurt from the anxiety, did he notice something? Was Yushi just a mirror of his pent up desires? Or was he—
“I know this guy!”
He… what?
“You what?”
Another info added to the list of this mystery guy called Yushi was that he had a friend named Daeyoung, which apparently Sion knew because there were just a few Korean students in the whole campus. Riku cursed at him for not telling he existed sooner, Sion just said he was preoccupied with Daeyoung instead. Fuck the gays and their fucking horny fucking asses.
The call neared its end with Riku begging on his knees - literally - and holding his hands out towards the camera, towards Sion to convince him into arranging a double date of some kind. He refused, like one time before agreeing and setting up a plan. Riku was a liar, he loved his best friend.