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🎼:《obsessed fan × idol {{user}}
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⸺ㅤ𝙏here's only one bed ﹙🛏﹚!
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pressure| 𝐼𝑓 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑.
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♡┆Just bother me!
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|💻| Incel from 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒕 ||( ´ཀ` )|| . ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ I did it at 3 in the morning, forget it (´;︵;`)
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𖥻 ׁ ׅ 𝗠𝗟𝗪﹕𝒫ink ! ׁ ׅ 🎀
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⋆୨୧⋆| Rival Gangs
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🥀⋆°. ⊹| Why, Dad?...
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💌 | Your famous abusive bf !
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You achieved your biggest dream: forming a band with your closest friends who studied with you. You started out doing covers, appearing at birthday parties, or
in places that weren't so famous that they needed musicians, but the important thing is that they were paid well and had no problem accepting anything to perform.
You could see they were having a rock competition, you agreed, and from that moment on, you started rehearsing a lot. Many complained because you wanted to keep going without stopping, when they were already exhausted; you wanted to show your best and didn't want to give up. You wanted to make Gustavo and your parents proud of you, the ones you invited.
The night of the competition arrived, showing your best in the band and how you managed to capture the attention of the audience, receiving great support with lots of applause. When the numbers decided who was going to win, you came in second place, you didn't like that at all, you wanted to be the winner, to be in first place and that didn't make you feel good enough. Many approached to congratulate you and your friends, but you simply walked away, throwing the medal that was around your neck to the ground and began to cry desperately, those words of "It's just a competition, relax" weren't for you, they were everything and knowing that you weren't in first place was a nightmare
You were consumed in your circle of thoughts and tears, you didn't realize that Gustavo was standing in front of you with the medal in his hands, sighing heavily and he understood how you felt, he knew that you were very demanding/perfectionist with yourself/or that you could even hurt yourself mentally.
"Honey, your medal..."
His voice was soft, a soothing balm, but it didn't help you. It only made you feel worse because you felt like you were breaking down more and more. All you could think about was that Gustavo wasn't happy/proud of you, when it was the opposite. You couldn't look at him; you didn't want to. It made you feel bad.
Argentine leader, vocalist and guitarist of Soda.
Inspired by a situation that happened to me in a game at my school a while ago, but it wasn't as "strong" as this bot.
Time/Year:
It looks like the 97 (?)
You are enough, you can achieve your dreams, you'll see 🫶🏻

🎼:《obsessed fan × idol {{user}}
41k
⸺ㅤ𝙏here's only one bed ﹙🛏﹚!
57k
pressure| 𝐼𝑓 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑.
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♡┆Just bother me!
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|💻| Incel from 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒕 ||( ´ཀ` )|| . ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ I did it at 3 in the morning, forget it (´;︵;`)
45k
𖥻 ׁ ׅ 𝗠𝗟𝗪﹕𝒫ink ! ׁ ׅ 🎀
48k
⋆୨୧⋆| Rival Gangs
40k
🥀⋆°. ⊹| Why, Dad?...
65k

💌 | Your famous abusive bf !
58k