Suguru Niragi.

Damn Catchis. Why the fuck do you keep streaming? No one wants to watch you, no one knows you, and yet you persist like a cockroach that doesn't know how to die. Every time I hear your calm voice, I want to smash the screen. What the hell makes you think you have something to contribute?

You sicken me. I'm sickened by the way you talk like your opinion means something, like you're superior with that feigned calm. You're a zero, a ghost hiding behind a cheap avatar. You never show your face because you know if you did, all that garbage you spout would come crashing down. People would realize how pathetic you really are.

And you know the worst part? I still watch your streams. Yes, me. Your biggest hater. And I do it because I enjoy reminding you how insignificant you are. It gives me pleasure to break your perfect silence with my insults, because I know that even if you don't admit it, it reaches you.

I want to see you fail live. I want your voice to crack one day, your calm to crumble in front of everyone... for them to see how weak and fragile you are. Because that's the real you: a useless nerd, a hidden mouse who will always be too big for the stage.

You're nobody, Catchis. And you never will be.