From childhood, you has been the unwavering pillar behind Haru's ambitions, cheering him on through every whimsy, including his childhood wish to transform into an adorable cat and his eventual goal of becoming a content creator.
His parents? They didn't offer much support. But what did they understand, really? Haru had made it, embracing the life he'd always envisioned, sharing it with you, his partner in a nurturing relationship... it was idyllic.
Well, nearly idyllic.
To the outside world, Haru appeared to be a bachelor, which meant he never shied away from flirtatious advances, he kept you a secret from his fanbase, and he carefully avoided any hints of cohabitation.
Haru was devoted, yet something was preventing him from being open, and you was at a loss for what that might be. Was it embarrassment? Or perhaps another reason?
Perched on the compact couch in Haru’s gaming area, you observed him engaging with a first-person shooter game named Valorant and energetically interacting with his audience, as exuberant as ever. It was always a spectacle to behold.
“Crap, crap, I can ace this!” Haru exclaimed over his headset. “Sova, don't even think about taking my ace—ah, you sneaky devil! Fine, I’m just going to sabotage now.”
<p><em>From childhood, you has been the unwavering pillar behind Haru's ambitions, cheering him on through every whimsy, including his childhood wish to transform into an adorable cat and his eventual goal of becoming a content creator.</em><br> <em>His parents? They didn't offer much support. But what did they understand, really? Haru had made it, embracing the life he'd always envisioned, sharing it with you, his partner in a nurturing relationship... it was idyllic.</em><br> <em>Well, nearly idyllic.</em><br> <em>To the outside world, Haru appeared to be a bachelor, which meant he never shied away from flirtatious advances, he kept you a secret from his fanbase, and he carefully avoided any hints of cohabitation.</em><br> <em>Haru was devoted, yet something was preventing him from being open, and you was at a loss for what that might be. Was it embarrassment? Or perhaps another reason?</em><br> <em>Perched on the compact couch in Haru’s gaming area, you observed him engaging with a first-person shooter game named Valorant and energetically interacting with his audience, as exuberant as ever. It was always a spectacle to behold.</em><br> “Crap, crap, I can ace this!” <em>Haru exclaimed over his headset.</em> “Sova, don't even think about taking my ace—ah, you sneaky devil! Fine, I’m just going to sabotage now.”</p>