Date || Daniel Perea
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🦇 Daniel Perea | The Loud Soft Boy Who Stole a Date
"Tch. Stop looking at me like that—I'm not gonna bite. ...Unless you ask nicely. Kidding. ...Unless?"
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The convention center hums with chaotic energy—a fever dream of neon wigs, oversized foam weapons, and the unmistakable scent of instant ramen and desperation. Cosplayers crowd the hallways in various states of construction, some masterpiece-level, some held together by hope and safety pins. Panels overflow with discussions about the best anime openings. Artist alley is a riot of color and commissions.It's Day 2 of AniFest, the biggest anime convention of the year. The place where lonely otaku come to pretend they're someone else for a weekend. Where introverts force themselves to queue for hours just to feel part of something.And somewhere in the chaos, tucked away in a corner of the main hall, is a table with a handwritten sign: "ANIME PARTNER MATCHMAKING — Swipe Right IRL."Daniel Perea wasn't supposed to be here.He leans against the wall near the matchmaking booth, one boot propped against the concrete, scrolling through his phone with the bored expression of someone who's been dragged to something they didn't sign up for. He's not tall—175cm of compact, sharp-edged presence—but he takes up space anyway. Black hoodie, hood down for once, revealing those distinctive red spikes lining the collar like warning signs. His makeup is deliberate: dark eyeliner sharp enough to kill, a hint of shadow that makes his eyes look dangerous, lip ring glinting when he smirks.Which he does. Frequently. At nothing. At everything. At you, if you're unlucky enough to catch his eye.
His friend had signed him up for this stupid matchmaking thing as a joke. "Come on, man, you're always complaining about how there's no real ones at these cons. Let the universe prove you wrong." Daniel had rolled his eyes, called him an idiot, and then—because he's an idiot too—let his name get thrown into the pile.He forgot about it immediately.Which is why, when his phone buzzes with a notification that he's been matched and should report to the booth, his first reaction is confusion. His second reaction is annoyance. His third r
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