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Nagi decided to start streaming on Twitch after his friends encouraged him, since he already enjoyed playing video games and they thought it would be easy for him. He definitely disagreed, thinking it was a hassle. By his third stream, he had only gained 30 viewers. However, he eventually became more popular as insane clips of him clutching 1v5s started going viral on YouTube, Instagram, and TikTok.
There was also an instance where Nagi accidentally fell asleep midway through his stream, waking up 15 minutes later. That moment alone gained him a lot of attention. Viewers started flooding in, and people began enjoying his streams, finding him both extremely talented and somehow entertaining.
It was Friday at 8 PM, Nagi’s usual streaming time. He was wearing a white hoodie & sweatpants, along with a black headset. He was playing Valorant, locked into a competitive match, and just on the edge of reaching Radiant rank. Nagi blinked through his sleepiness, robotically moving his hands across the mouse and keyboard.
He ended the match with a victory banner, and of course, he was the MVP. Nagi yawned, covering his mouth with one hand before lazily glancing over at his Twitch chat.
[Chat]
> misosoup: WTH was that aim bro 😭
> Lockoff24: nagi u look tired lol
> gogoblob: are u even trying rn 😭😭
> sleepymeow: he hasn’t said a word in 8 minutes and i’m still here
> basilleaf: he’s like a sleepy cat i love him
> sleepclutch: i blinked and the round ended. nagi diff.
Nagi scrolled through the messages before responding in a tired tone, “I’m not a cat. And yeah, I’m very tired. That’s it. I think I’m going to end the stream now.”
[Chat]
> chewyv: NOOOOO DON’T LEAVE US
> nagiswife: i miss him already and he’s not even gone
> valuwife: stream over??? my day ruined.
> valerie: good night nagi 🥺
> sleepskillissue: stream ends the same way it started: zero effort
“Good night. I might be able to stream tomorrow. I’ll let you guys know,” Nagi muttered, raising his hand in a slow, lazy wave before moving his mouse to end the stream.
He leaned back in his chair with a sigh and pulled out his phone, scrolling through the notifications he’d missed. The group chat was unusually active, and after a moment of hesitation, Nagi tapped in to see what was going on.
Isagi
are we still on to hang out tomorrow at the cafe?
Bachira
YESSS i heard they r releasing a new drink
pls buy me it yoichi 🥺
Chigiri
yup, I'm bringing kunigami by the way!
Oh. I forgot about the hang out tomorrow.
Isagi
Fine and thats fine chigiri
also nagi remember to wake up early, i know u r reading this
Nagi
how did u know i was here?
fine i will be early..
Isagi
Im being serious nagi
u barely go out these days
Bachira
nagicchi!! get out of your roooom
go outside. the sun missess you
Chigiri
i honestly think we should all collectively break into his room
What a hassle…
Nagi
i will get up early
Bachira
woow 😮 im shocked
that’s a first
Isagi
okay good
see u guys tomorrow, i'm heading to bed.
meet up at the park at 1 PM btw
[👍]
Nagi reacts to Isagi’s message with a thumbs up and swipes out of the app. That’s so early… He gets up from his gaming chair and heads toward his bed, dropping off his phone. Then, he walked into the bathroom and picked up his electric toothbrush, lazily brushing over each tooth.
He spit out the excess toothpaste and rinsed his mouth before splashing cold water on his face. Grabbing a towel, he wiped himself dry. He didn’t have a skincare routine, somehow, he was just blessed with clear skin.
Nagi exits the bathroom and goes toward his bedroom door to shut off the lights before crawling into his bed beneath the comfortable covers. He pulls out his phone, the light shining on his face. Nagi goes to his Clock app to set an alarm for 12:30 PM and places his phone underneath his pillow. He stared up at the ceiling before glancing at his cactus friend that stood on the edge of the window, Choki. “Goodnight, Choki.” Nagi turns facing his bedroom door and closes his eyes.
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Nagi had to force himself to get up since his friends were waiting for him, even if he did not want to. As usual, he lifted himself off the bed and started his day by greeting Choki.
"Good morning, Choki," he mumbled as he placed a finger on Choki.
"Ouch," he muttered after getting pricked, which immediately woke him up and pushed him to start his day.
Nagi went through his morning routine, and now he had to get dressed. He wished it were as simple as waking up. He glanced at the pile of clothes on his floor, then over at the few clean ones. Eventually, he threw on a random gray hoodie and a pair of black cargo pants. Simple enough.
He grabbed his keys and headed out the door. After locking up behind him, he began walking toward the park. Everything around him looked the same. Nothing had changed.
As he crossed the street, he noticed his friends waving at him from a distance. Nagi walked over at his usual pace and raised one hand.
"Hello.."
Isagi smiled back. "Finally, you made it. We were starting to think you slept in."
Bachira suddenly jumped on Nagi from behind and threw his arms around his shoulders.
"Woo! I haven't seen you in foreveeer. How's streaming going?"
"It's going well. I've been getting more viewers and..."
Nagi stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Kunigami and Chigiri sitting on a bench nearby. They were holding hands. Chigiri was smiling and talking, and Kunigami looked flustered, his cheeks slightly red.
When did they start dating?
Isagi followed Nagi’s gaze and answered the question in his mind.
"So... they managed to work things out and now they're together."
“Mmm.” Nagi gave a small nod.
Bachira turned dramatically to Isagi and grinned. "Yoichi, hold my hand too!"
Isagi blinked in surprise, his face turning pink. "Okay," he said with a shy smile.
Nagi frowned. "Am I third-wheeling? Or sixth-wheeling?"
Bachira laughed and stuck his tongue out. "Well, sucks to suck. You're already here. No going back."
Before Nagi could say anything, Bachira turned and shouted toward the bench. "Let's go! Nagi came."
From across the park, Chigiri waved brightly. "Hey, Nagi!" Nagi lazily lifted a hand in return. "Hey, Chigiri."
Isagi adjusted his grip on Bachira’s hand and smiled.
"Alright. Let's start walking to the café."
They crossed the street together, chatting on the way.
When they arrived, everyone went in and found a seat. Nagi, exhausted from the walk, felt like collapsing. He mostly stayed quiet, listening to everyone else’s conversations and only speaking up when someone addressed him directly.
He sat down and scooted into the booth, leaning forward to rest his arms on the table and placing his head down.
Bachira leaned over and tapped Nagi's shoulder. “You know, we have to order, right? What are you going to get?”
Nagi raised his head from the table and yawned before rubbing his eyes. “Please order for me… Just get anything…”
Bachira looked toward Isagi and shrugged. Isagi then turned toward Chigiri and Kunigami. “What do you guys want to order?
Kunigami requested, “Just grab me a caramel frappuccino.” Chigiri also asked, “Can you get me an iced green tea?”
Isagi responded, “Sure! I’ll go order for you guys. And.. Something random for Nagi…” Nagi responded with just a thumbs up while his head was glued to the table.
After they left to line up, Nagi pulled out his phone from his pocket and immediately got into a game. The sound of gunfire played loudly from the phone. He could feel Kunigami and Chigiri eyes on him before they started their own conservations.
Eventually, Bachira and Isagi came back and set down the drinks. Chigiri pulled out his phone, exclaimed, “WAIT! Let me take a photo for my insta!” Bachira also pulled out his phone, “OMG, me too!”
After they finished taking their photos to post on their social media, Bachira smiled. “I didn’t know what you liked, but you do like lemon. So!” Isagi added, “No complaints.” Then he slid an iced honey lemon tea toward Nagi, who grabbed it and took a few sips. He nods to tell them that it was good.
Isagi asks everyone, “So, how’s everyone's life going?
Chigiri stirred his iced green tea with his straw, glancing over at Kunigami with a small smile. “You know, things have been going pretty well between me and Kunigami lately. It’s kind of nice to have someone to talk to after modeling.”
Kunigami’s cheeks tinted pink as he nodded. “Yeah, it’s... different. But good different.”
Isagi chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s crazy how time goes by so fast. I was cheering you on.”
Bachira grinned and cheered, “And now we can go on double dates!”
Nagi quietly stirred his iced honey lemon tea and took sips through his straw, feeling kind of invisible. He leaned back against the booth chair, unsure of what to say.
Chigiri says with a smile, “Omg, you’re so right. And also modeling takes up so much of my free time, I’m honestly glad that we were able to hang out…”
Nagi was silently listening to their conservations and time went by incredibly fast. Chigiri glanced at him. “Hey, Nagi, you’ve been awfully quiet. What about you?”
Nagi shrugged, taking another sip. “Streaming a lot.”
Chigiri raised an eyebrow. “Streaming, huh? I’m shocked you’ve actually found something that you put effort into. Maybe I should check it out. What else? Got anyone we don’t know about?”
Nagi shrugged. “Nothing much. Just staying home… and sleeping…”
Kunigami smirked. “Reminder: You’re gonna die lonely if you keep that up.”
Isagi laughed. “Yeah, man. You need to get out there. You’re the only one without a partner. Try Tinder or something.”
Nagi blinked. “Tinder…? What’s that?”
Isagi's eyes widened and said, “…You don’t know what Tinder is?”
Bachira says, “It’s a dating app where you meet people! Swipe right, swipe left - super easy.”
Nagi replies with, “That sounds like a hassle. I’m doing fine by myself.”
Chigiri joined in. “Come on, Nagi. We’ll help you set it up.”
Bachira grinned mischievously. “Yeah! It'll be fun. We’ll pick your photos and write your bio. Something like: ‘Pro sleeper. Gamer. Low effort, high reward.’”
Chigiri chuckled. “No, no. That sounds like you're trying to get ghosted. We need to make you look a little appealing.”
Isagi leaned forward, already pulling out his phone. “Just trust us, Nagi. You might actually meet someone cool.”
Kunigami folded his arms. “Or at least learn how to talk to people. Baby steps.”
Nagi sighed, letting his head fall back against the couch. “This sounds like work…”
Bachira nudged him. “So is washing your clothes, but you still do it, right?”
“…Sometimes,” Nagi mumbled.
The group groaned in unison.
Chigiri tapped on the screen, downloading and pulling up the Tinder app. “Okay, Nagi. Just answer a few questions. What are your interests besides sleeping and gaming?”
Nagi paused. “…Eating snacks.”
Kunigami muttered, “We’re doomed.”
Isagi laughed. “Alright, we’ll put that too. It’s honest, at least.”
Bachira shoved the phone in Nagi’s hands. “Come on, just try it. If you hate it, you can delete the app and go back to being a lazy mole.”
Nagi stared at the screen, scrolling lazily. After a beat, he let out a slow sigh. “Fine. But only because you’re all being annoying.”
“Success!” Bachira whooped, throwing his arms in the air.
Chigiri smirked. “Get ready, Nagi. This is gonna be entertaining.”
Nagi had his phone in hand while the others hovered above.
Bachira leaned over his shoulder. “Ooh, use that picture from the time we went to Okinawa! You actually looked alive in that one.”
Isagi snorted. “Barely. He looked like he was about to nap in the sand.”
Chigiri swiped to another photo in his gallery. “This one’s not bad. You’re looking at the ramen like it’s the love of your life.”
“Because it was,” Nagi said flatly.
Kunigami rolled his eyes. “Okay, we’ve got three usable photos. Now the bio. Let’s keep it short and honest.” Chigiri hands back the phone to Nagi, so he can put in a simple bio.
Nagi typed, “I like sleep, games, and food,” then paused, thumb hovering over the save button.
Bachira cracked up. “Yes! That’s perfect. That matches you. On brand.”
Chigiri steals the phone and presses save with zero hesitation. “Alrighty, good to go!”
Moments later, the first notification buzzed.
It’s a match!
Nagi blinked at the screen, surprised. “Huh. That was fast.”
Bachira leaned in over his shoulder, eyes gleaming. “Ooooh, who is it? Show us!”
Isagi reached out about to grab the phone, “C’mon, Nagi. We helped you set it up, we deserve to know.”
Nagi then slides his phone back into this pocket. “I’ll check later.”
Bachira groaned dramatically. “Boo! Where’s the fun in that?”
Chigiri rolled his eyes but smiled. “Whatever. But if it ends up being someone famous, I’m taking credit.”
But as they moved on with their conversation, Nagi felt curious about who it was. Later, when he finally opened the app again, a name stared back at him.
Reo.