Promo for the key chain contest.

Anon gets a spark of brilliance one night. He decides to write Sayori a poem.
OR maybe it wasn’t brilliance but, a shit post he thinks is funny but, he submits it to the contest anyway.
His brain is tired. Fuck it he submits it and goes to bed.
He goes on about his life, making small improvements, maintaining some sembalance of exercise and at least trying for his Doki.
The days go on, Admist all the events of life he forgets the contest.
He even cuts down on his time on /DDLC/ “Maybe I’m moving on from that board or all of the chan. Ha! I’ll be back next week” he whispers to himself in front of the screen’s blue glow.

The following week he goes back to his lewd posting. Maybe some shit posting on the side. Not the worst offender though.
The fact he goes back to posting anything even remotely decent is a net positive for the site.
Then one day he checks the mail. (No homo)
He got a small package (Again no homo)
“Wait what” Gasps the surprised anon.
He rips open the package (You wish this was all lewd and homo don’t you!?)
First thing he see’s is a sheet of folded up paper with a poem that reads.

Word for word, in a reality that ever yearns to blur
A crude slur from a feeble cur
But, in his miniature mind a flash of creativity begins to stir.
Words and words begins to pour out.
From drowsy fingers he spells out a poem of purity
From a love so pure that it caught a glance from
Across the sea. Past the crumbling city’s past the plain pastures and polluted little puddles.
And here a chibi Sayori is bestowed to
Thee!

He moves the poem away and finds his Sayori Keychain.
Anon has finally written his way into her heart.

Now dear Anon, who reads this.
This could very well be
(You)