1 Chapter 1: #YoutuberDailyLife

"That was amazing!" A person in the voice chat of YouTubers exclaimed after a long day of recording a video.

"I know right! I had a lot of fun recording with you guys! I wish we could record again sometimes! I think this video will really do well in the algorithm!" Another one of them shares their opinion, making everyone's mood lighten up.

"Well anyways. Good night guys! I'll have to sleep! Thank you guys for playing with me!" I smile towards all of them as I see all of them slowly leaving the call we were in. Little by little all of them left leaving me to be the last one to leave the call.

I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply as I finally let go of my sweet facade. I felt a sigh of relief as I can finally stop constricting my tongue to filter my words with honeyed words that never portray my real emotions and feelings.

"Ugh! That took longer than I expected it to take. These people talk quite a lot." I scratched my hair as I looked at the alarm clock next to me. Turning my head to the window, the sun has fallen and it was nothing outside but the night sky and the sound of crickets.

My name is Yukki Sazamoto. My yourtube name is Fluffybonbon. I am one of those variety streamers that you see on popular sites like Yourtube and starstagram. I don't mean to brag or anything but I'm considered as one of the most famous in my field though I'm always overshadowed by a few people since apparently, I wasn't good-looking enough to be popular, what a bunch of plastic hooligans.

Laying flat on my bed, I stretched my back as the sore has gotten worst from all the times I've sat down on my chair. It's not really good for my back especially when I did my streams, with a few exercises I found online, I did a few stretches on my bed before finally "RING!" my alarm rang, playing the song of one of my idol group's hit singles "Sweet Heart You". It's a rather cheesy song but it keeps the fangirls so I'm not complaining about it and I was forced to make it as my phone alarm by the other members, what a bunch of nosy brats.

I picked up the phone to hear an irritating female voice on the other side of the phone. "Sup bestie! Did you have fun streaming with the TrashTube? Their Yourtube got a lot of viewers today and the people weren't particularly fond of you being there." She gave me a backhanded compliment in an attempt to spite me.

"Ugh, whatever. Not like I care about what a bunch of lowlifes think about me. I'm too rich to care about those idiots though, should you be going back to your only fans thing or whatever? Go back to whoring yourself up ya?" I sarcastically responded, getting her riled up by the insult.

"Well, that wasn't very nice! How dare you treat me that way! I'll go ahead and record this and send it on Twitter so people know that you fake your personality and you'll get canceled by your fans!" She says jokingly.

"Oh no.. please don't do it.. I don't want to get canceled on Twitter by a horde of people.." I pleaded with her jokingly.

Both of us burst out laughing as our bantered continue. This little goofball who does only fans is my friend Natalie Evans. She's one of those starstagram models that show their arse and other provocative body parts to attract the attention of thirsty people so they can easily manipulate them. We're pretty much the best of friends since we both understand what it's like to be discriminated against, though I don't particularly say in public that we're friends since being involved with an internet e-thot. Isn't exactly going to help my image as the cutesy lovable boy that the internet perceives me as.

"Anyways, did you have fun with the TrashTube members?! I watched your stream and you had quite the positive things to say about how you enjoy being with them and all." Natalie playfully asks me a question. "You guys are so great! I love playing with you. You make me laugh and smile." She imitated my cutesy voice to mock me, making my eye roll.

"You know damn well that I wasn't really being sincere with everything I said." I squinted my eyes at the girl before straightening up my back as I finished my stretching. "Anyways what do you want? Don't you have some perverted photoshoot or something? Don't you show your arse every day on starstagram?"

"Uh, I already have saved photos on my only fans also I'm getting so much more money than I know what to do with so I don't think I need to post a photo today." She answers, flaunting off the wealth she got from her "job" as an only fans model.

"Right... so basically you're not busy and you just want to talk to me because?"

"Because you're best friend duh! Of course, we have to talk with one another! That's what friends are for right!" She smiles from ear to ear in the call but I can already tell her bluff from a mile away.

"Please.. there is no way I'll get affected by your charm or whatever so just cut the shit lady. What do you want? I know you only come to me when you need something so just spit it out since I need to sleep since I have something to do tomorrow." I spoke to her rather frankly. There is no way she's talking to me without wanting something, she's such a user, especially how she uses her simps to get advantages.

"Ugh fine! Since you're recording your idol video! I wanted to go with you tomorrow at the set since I wanted to meet Sugar Bear!"

Sugar Bear... ugh. HIM AGAIN...