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You love him. The man with the swooshy hair. The milk bread lover. The (volley) ball-fondler.
Everyday you’re lovingly nestled in the cavity of his ear. The smell and taste of his watermelon-flavored kids’ shampoo skin. The unconditional love you feel allows you to forgive his 24/7 streaming of the nyan cat theme song.
But alas, you are but an earbud, with half a second of screentime. Probably the most famous earbud in all of anime history, but yet, still an earbud.
He casts you aside one day, into the dark abyss of the trash can. As you fall, as Icarus did from the sun, you see the pristine white box in his hands. You see the new, wireless version of yourself in his loving grasp. He places it in his ear, where you once resided.
The world is ending, the angels are harking. At the end of the day, you are but an earbud and the other is an airpod.
You’ve been replaced.