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The light scraping of the drawing pencil against the drawing tablet as she made stroke after stroke– trying to make the perfect drawing was the only sound hitting her ears. Well, it was the only sound she was actually letting her hit her ears.
"Ena! You're really telling me this isn't you?! It looks just like your style, just a bit more chibi!"
A sigh escaped her lips as the pencil hit the table when she finally let her painfully tight grip go.
"For the last time Mizuki, that's not mine! I don't even own that account!"
"Why don't you just check the bio..?" Finally, someone with a brain! As much as she adored Mizuki, the way she'd constantly ask was testing her patience more and more.
"Because all it says is Kitkato!" The pink haired girl whined, "And plus, it's a bit funny to bother Ena~! Clearly she has a fan if they have such a similar art style!"
"Or maybe they want to impersonate her."
"Aye don't be so negative!"
Ena couldn't take it anymore. All Mizuki was doing was showing her a better artist than herself... Their page was practically everything she wanted hers to be! Extremely popular with actually good art! She knew the girl had no intention of doing this but she couldn't help but feel a bit jealous...
"What's the account called...?"
"Kitkato like the bio says!"
She couldn't help the next sigh that escaped her lips as she reluctantly opened chrome and searched for the Instagram page. She sure was sighing a lot huh?
When she finally found the page and scrolled through it that stupid feeling of jealousy continued to rise. Thousands of likes, hundreds of comments... What was so special about them?! They basically had the same art style. Was it the things they drew?! Probably, It was just a bunch of MORE MORE JUMP. But so what?! She was literally friends with the entire group so...
But, a new feeling also came up. A sense of... familiarity? The art style wasn't a perfect replica of hers. They had their own touch; a touch that was just so familiar... But, surely it was just because they were using her art style. But no she had definitely seen it before
"Ena? Are you alright?"
"You're very quiet."
Right, the call. She had completely forgotten about it for a moment.
"Huh? Yeah yeah I'm fine..."
She needed to figure out who this was... She wanted to close the tab so badly and refocus herself on the drawing but not knowing who this person was started to eat at her.
"I'm just looking at the artist. I swear I know this person..."
"Hah? Like, irl?"
"Yeah, I've seen this art before."
"Maybe it's because they look like they stole your art style." Mafuyu mumbled. And maybe he was right. But she couldn't just let it go. She had to know. So she found herself opening their strawpage and reading more about this stupid kitkato.
There wasn't much honestly, just basic information. She was a girl, 17, huge mmj fan, and a singer too?! First she was an artist, and now she was a singer too?! She wanted to be like her, it was too uncanny!
"Ugh, it's like I'm looking at a better me! She sings too!"
"Calm down, Ena-san. You're really talented despite them."
"Eh? Oh... Thanks..." God why couldn't she stop herself from blushing a bit. But that wasn't the point! She definitely knew this girl and she couldn't stop thinking about it!
"Y'know, I think Ena-san is right! We definitely know this girl!"
"Eh?"
"We do?"
"Yup! And I have a plan!" Mizuki spoke with too much enthusiasm. That could only mean it would go right or terribly wrong.
"I just need Tsukasa-senpai for it!"
"What? Why him?"
She didn't have a problem with him or anything, but he just seemed like a weird choice. He barely talked to her and she would honestly prefer it that way.
"He'll be great help!"
"But aren't you supposed to be doing this in secret? He seems awful at keeping them with how loud he is."
"You'll see!"
Ena couldn't help herself from rolling her eyes. Tsukasa-san? Being a great help and not causing everything to go more terrible than it would with just Mizuki?
"I'm sure we will…”