Do not acknowledge this dumb shit, it isn't important.
Anyways, I'll just keep it to this one guy for now. Since he doesn't come around these parts, there's no point in not using his name; Mikufag. Mikufaloxx, Nickufaloxx, it's whatever, I'll keep it to faloxx to keep this whole thing simple.
So, let me lay out the groundworks for this one; a board was made, myself, faloxx, and the board owner were the first three to come around, so we were the only hotpockets. The board owner had the bright idea of having a skype kabal for the hotpockets, so naturally we had the closest connection when compared to the others.
It's kinda of embarrassing to say it now, but I guess, but I shouldn't hold anything back. I was a cute poster back in the day, everyone loved me and I was always the center of everyone's attention. Obviously, I didn't realize it at the time, so I was still as bashful with them as I am with
you people. Regardless, I had gone out of my way to remind them how they meant to me and other cringy dumb shit like that.
None of them had taken it serious, except for faloxx. He had come to me on skype and had asked if I was serious every time I said I loved them. I didn't have any idea how to respond to this, so obviously I just said that I was serious, and that all of them meant the world to me.
Unlike the others, he took it to heart. He had stopped posting on the board in favor of just talking to me over skype, so the pph started to waver. When the group eventually moved to skype, he reengaged, but not to a noteworthy degree, outside of playing games when the rest of us got together.
There was one thing he had said; when I was going on about how none of the lot of them cared for me, he had done something that made my heart skip a beat, quite unironically. He referred to me as his little reeyoyo. Baby talk of Ryuujou and the idea that someone would want someone like myself made me rather happy, not that I feel that term quite suffices to describe what I felt. To refer to me as their belonging; it made me feel as though I was, perhaps, worth something, if only to him.
He was like four years older than me, so looking back on it now, it's kind of creepy; not like it matters, he's no one to me now.
That was the part of the story you people wanted to hear about, right? There isn't much to note with this guy aside from what I just told you now and our parting, so I guess this is all I'll be telling for today.
Sorry for any and all grammatical errors, but if I look it over, I’m afraid I’ll second guess my decision to talk about this.