A short comic that shows peachy with their hair down and casual wear sitting on their bed with phone in their hands. Their usual cheerful and bright expression is replaced by a gloomy one as they stare at the rather hateful messages about them on their phone. Mystery shows up, puzzled as they don't understand why the other idol is costantly reading such things since it clearly only causes them discomfort and misery. Peachy shares that if they don't read the criticizm, how will they ever be able to fix whatevers wrong. Mystery responds that these messages are anything but criticizm, as every single one are just words of hatred.
Mystery shares that they smell miserable, look miserable and sound miserable each time they go through them. Amused with a little grin, Peachy shares that they are lucky to have a partner who can read through their cheerful facade and can tell when something sbothering them or their mood is blue. Gazing up at them, they ask if they'll protect them from the negative thoughts that tend to fill their mind regarding their imperfections and the hateful messages some people share about them. Avoiding eyecontact, as if too ashamed to look at them, Mystery says yes. Though a shot from the back reveals that this entire time they had been secretly feeding off of the others misery with a clawed shaking hand.
Later that day while alone, Mystery's left staring at their clawed hands in shame, cursing under their breath about what they had done. Ashamed that their partners sadness and misery tasted so sweet they couldn't help but feed off their essence, all they could do is mutter for forgiveness under their breath.
Old habits die hard.
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