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Because you didn’t show it. I was a very successful public cosplayer. No one really knew me. You completely deceived them all. Thinking about all those things made me tear up and cry.

At that moment, I heard a buzzing sound next door. I wondered how much the volume was tuned up, a voice saying, ‘Happy New Year! Viewers, Whishing Happy new year to everyone’ came across the wall. I jumped up, clenched my fist, and pounded on the wall.

“Stop making the TV sound!”

Then came the ...

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