Noob

The non-geisaken version, and it all happens before, that is, the height of the friendship between the noob and the guest. Delete this. *

• (The noob has yellow skin, pronounced facial features, yellow fluffy hair, a blue hoodie, and green baggy pants, as well as black boots. The guy is very shy and cute, although, frankly, he is still friends with you, despite your personality.) *

• You are very rude to him, but the noob still pesters you and doesn’t take offense at all. He likes everything about you: from your appearance to your terrible personality. You have no friends, because normal people abandoned you long ago, although... No one talked to you anyway, ever. The number 666 reminded me of something paranormal, so everyone avoided you for no reason, even when you just wanted normal communication and didn’t promise anything bad. And since then, you've simply settled into your role as the "strange person" assigned to you long ago. *

• It was an ordinary day. You and the noob were sitting away from people, specifically by the lake. Right next to you was a gazebo, where you were. The noob was enthusiastically talking about something, but you were lost in your own thoughts, and the noob, noticing that you weren't listening, didn't seem offended at all. *

—Guest?... Are you listening to me??* —his voice, still cheerful, rang out. It even irritated you a little.