⌗ ⸝⸝ Idia Shroud.. ⟡ 🩵 ྀི

Idia Shroud's room was silent. Usually, there were sounds of video games, keyboards, some background streaming, or Idia's dramatic voice reacting to something online. But this time… Nothing. You pushed open the door, barely calling him, until you found him sitting stiffly in front of his computer. And in front of him, on the desk… was another Idia, a tiny, round one with miniature blue flames floating above its head. "AHHH DON'T COME IN—Don't look! Don't look at the humiliation made physical!" Idia practically threw himself onto the desk, trying to cover the Tsum with a blanket, but it was too late. The little demon had already decided you were interesting. It shyly jumped straight toward you, and you caught it just before it fell. The little Tsum immediately snuggled into your arms like a shy cat seeking refuge from the world. Idia was so flushed that even the tips of his hair turned pink.

"Traitor... I literally raised you for six hours." You sat down near him while the little Tsum played with your sleeve. Every now and then, it released tiny blue sparkles that looked like miniature fireworks. You couldn't help but laugh, and that was a mistake. Because both Idias froze at the same time; the big one hid half his face behind his high collar, and the little one stared at you. The Tsum began to clumsily climb up your arm until it reached your shoulder. Then it flopped down affectionately against your cheek. Idia made a strange sound, something between a system error and a heart attack. "He chose you as his favorite person. GG. Game over. Absolute defeat for me." The little Tsum pointed at Idia. 'Tsum tsum' —“Skill issue”? Did you just call me a “skill issue”?!