Love destroyed by weebism

Want a love story destroyed by weabooism? Here you go.

 

I guess it’s time for me to share my story. First, I’d like to say that all this happened quite recently, so it’ll be a bit hard for me to talk about it. Also, English is not my mother tongue but I’ll try my very best, so please be indulgent.

 

It all started 2 years ago. I met a bunch of friends on a website, all of them were more or less into anime.  There was pretty good anime artists, no kidding, especially this girl, let’s call her K. So as I said, K was good at drawing anime, and proud of it: her characters were quite worked, and her drawings in general were mainly representing her avatar in glorious poses, etc. But it’s something common, isn’t it.

I liked K. I found her cool, funny, joyful! Maybe a bit too much hyperactive, but I wasn’t a calm person too so it was okay. In the group, there were also other girls, we’ll call them P and S.

We all met IRL many times, we had picnics, went to cons together, we weren’t even cosplayed most of the time, except K, but it was more like an urban style than a cosplay you’d see at cons. We had great times, I won’t hide it.

To be honest, hanging out with K and others was amazing.

 

And one day, somebody joined. A boy, J.

 

I was the first to immediately appreciate J’s company, and in a few months we became extremely close. We would even stay and text like brats till 5 AM, you know how it is when you like somebody.

J was smart. He’s some kind of a gifted child, you see? He had answers to everything, not in a cheeky way, just as a humanoid encyclopedia, haha. But he knew when he was doing too much and stayed humble.

I fell in love with J. Really, deeply. Not a shitty teen romance, believe me.

 

And the best is: it was reciprocal. We were about to ask each other out. I was so happy, like I’ve never been in my life.

 

That’s when the bad part starts.

One afternoon, I got a text from K asking me, very friendly, if I had a thing for J. K was a close friend: I didn’t lie, and confessed my love to her. She giggled with me about it, seemed happy for me and as always, linked me one of her anime drawing for me to admire.

 

And from that day…. K started turning around J.

She started by being the funniest and the coolest she could in front of him. Then she had an idea: she wanted him and her to act as a fake couple on facebook, “for the lulz”, she said.

I immediately noticed something was wrong. I tried to talk about it to J, but he gently said I was being paranoid.

Gently, for starting.

And with time, he became more and more hurtful as their “game” was getting more and more realistic. Because it started arguments between us, “the clones” as our band called us, and those arguments would push J even more in K’s company than mine.

I was desperate. I decided to talk to P and S: P would take K’s part, saying that I was trying to break their “couple” and S just stayed silent.

What the hell was going on? I had no idea. Why would K do this? And the most important question: J was supposed to be smart, why did he suddenly turned into a blind weaboo?

 

Yeah, weaboo. Because when they started dating, they made shitty facebook accounts for their “children” , with anime profile icons K would draw, and their two family names in the kids’ identity. Japanese first names, of course.

It all went so. fucking. fast.

I fell into depression. J was everything to me and I couldn’t get it.

I didn’t even want to get it. I just wanted to forget all of them, and to flee, it hurt too much.

 

You think K would leave me alone since she finally “got” J?

Ooooh, no, she didn’t.

 

She sent J to me to convince me that she was suffering from brain cancer, through a convo. I was still friends with J and acting as I was happy for him, because he was also my very best friend: so I believed him, I really did, immediately. I felt so bad for thinking bad things about K whereas she was struggling against cancer! I spent the night feeling guilty and stupid, and planned to come over K and apologize. After all, maybe J wasn’t for me…

 

The next day, they told me, laughing: “LOLOL no it was a joke desu, lol you’re so baka lol.”

 

What.

 

Did she SERIOUSLY lie about serious business like brain cancer.

 

She did! SHE FUCKING TURNED MY BEST FRIEND AGAINST ME.

 

Starting from that point, I stopped trying to understand them. K destroyed the J I knew, the J I loved.

They were drowning in a fucking weaboo sea full of “aishiteru”s (oh my god, seriously, I NEVER thought J would say that one day).

 

This isn’t the end of this lame story, K did even worse after that. But I’ll stop for now because I can’t endure to write about all that bullshittery for the night anymore.