Hopelessly, I fell to the floor and my body went limp. "Have I been taking too many drugs?" I thought.

This all started that one fateful day. I had just gotten out of school and hopped in the car with my ma. I was vomiting profusely. As we continued our journey my mother shot a worried glance in my direction. As she glanced she ran a red light and our car was run clean over by an eighteen wheeler. I survived since the vomit cushioned me from the impact. I still injured my left pinky; it was broken in a zigzag pattern. It hurt so much I almost pee peed my pants.

My body lay crumpled on the floor, but out of nowhere a skinny boy around my age with light messy hair carried my broken body to safety. When I woke, he was by my hospital bed, "Hey (y/n), are you alright?"I responded in my jumbled words, "Doosh yur hawt~ UWU." My heart began to fill, it was as if a star so big it could swallow the solar system was lighting up my world. My heart would not stop beating , so much I thought I was going to go into cardiac arrest. I woke up three days later with him beside me once again. He said, "(y/n), you went into cardiac arrest as soon as you woke up."¨That´s poggers how you stayed by my side, king!¨ I thought. I ended up saying, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." The boy jumped up with a gesture that seemed to suggest that he was hornswoggled. 453wewza He was surprised and said, "it's me Nagirto." I replied, "Nagito?" He emoted, "no it's Nagirto." At first I was disappointed but then I realized I'd never be able to actually date an anime character so I would have to settle for Nagirto.

Nagirto looked nothing like my one true love Nagito, in fact he looked alot like Oliver Tree. He looked buff and like a chad, not like my love Nagito. He wasn't even a cyclepathic mortar. Nagirto was disgustingly hot unlike me, who lives in a barn and my parents ate me. After realizing he was completely sane and normal I was flabbergasted, my true love Nagito would have voices in his head like me. ¨I bet Nagirto doesn't even have split personalities,¨ I thought to myself. He smiled at me genuinely, I was disgusted. He seemed to genuinely care for me, it was horrifying. But for some reason I enjoyed his company. I was shocked by this revelation and started to shake as if I was having another heart attack, it turns out I was just acting normal and wasn't imagining it. My parents, having sensed that I even had any positive feelings for Nagirto, rushed into the hospital room and proceeded to berate me and yell that I would not be enough for him. They've done this every single time I started to enjoy the presence of someone of the opposite gender. Every man I have ever gotten close with has always been frightened by my parents' obsessive beratings. After my parents had left, Nagirto had told me that we were actually saiyans and offered to do the super saiyan god ritual for me so he can beat my parents once and for all. I said that I thought we needed six people in total for that, but he, being the gentleman that he is, said that I'm so inhumanely large that I count as five people alone. That was the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. I started crying. He told me to stop because it was horrible seeing a 10,000 pound beast wailing. I started crying even more because he doesn't think that I actually weigh 100,000 pounds, which is my actual weight. I cried so much I lost 1 whole pound which is the most I have ever lost in my entire life. I had to quickly regain it or I would pass out so I started shoving pounds of lard down my gullet. Unfortunately I couldn't get it down in time, resuscitate in time and my body had jumbled up into a smaller ball by the second. If I don't continue eating forever… I'll… Die.

As the time went on Nagirto and I fell more and more in love as I was slowly dying due to my body's continuous weight loss. We were out having a picnic when he said "(y/n)... Will you marry me?" Obviously not, what is he thinking about, this ugly son of a gun. I responded "Y-Yes senpai," and continued with "I shall marry you bbygorl." Oliver tre-, I mean Nagirto had a huge grin on his face, almost as if it was a grin of pure love. He had no ring so instead he just spit on my hand and let it drip down (this is a family tradition). This means we're now engaged, our wedding will be held on the 11th day of the 9th month (The date is also a crucial part to our family tradition). It was the day one of our family members got a victory royale in forntire for the first time ever, it means the world to us. I attempted to default dance in celebration of this groundbreaking event, but little did i know the lard that i accumulated would break the floor beneath me while i barely moved my legs.