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Triple T has always been a loner. After the death of his precious brother Ta Ta Ta Sahur and his old best friend Ballerina Cappucina, he was more depressed, more SENSITIVE and all, until he met the love of his life, Shinonome Ena... An artist, an artist who is GORGEOUS, yet SMALL and PETITE. Well, compared to Tung Tung, she was like that...
They went off to a date today, at Ena's house, when his uglyass gay ginger brother was hanging out with his oh so talented singing partner... Definitely more than just singing partners, but Ena couldn't care LESS about her brother's dating life.
Triple T was smiling, clutching onto his bat as he stared at Ena drawing something as always. Though, she looked distracted, often zoning out to some spots in the drawing.
Noticing that, Triple T frowned a little: "Hey, my kawaii sugoi Ena-chan, daijobu tung tung desu ka..?"
"Tung Tung...I have something to tell you." Ena murmurs, glancing back at Tung Tung Sahur with a small frown.
"Hn?" Triple T asks, standing up to approach her.
"You know, I..." She trails off, staring at the ground now.
"Is something wrong, my omega 1 2 buckle my shoe cutie discord e kitten..?"
"...I...I want to break up with you, Tung..." Ena finally looks up at Tung Tung Tung Sahur, looking relieved that she finally said it.
Triple T lets go of his bat, staring at Ena with huge wide eyes just like how Mizuki stared at Ena in Mizu5.
"W-What..?" He gulps, frowning deeper "...B-But...But why...?!"
Ena lets out a quiet sigh "You know, I'm an artist...but you're not real art. I don't think that I can keep up with your 'Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Sahur. Anomali mengerikan yang hanya keluar pada sahur. Konon katanya kalau ada orang yang dipanggil sahur tiga kali dan tidak nyaut, maka makhluk ini datang di rumah kalian. Hiiii, seramnya! Tung tung ini biasanya bersuara layaknya pukulan kentungan seperti ini. Tung, tung, tung, tung, tung, tung, tung! Share ke teman kalian yang susah sahur.' anymore... I'm so sorry."
Triple T gasps, tears escaping his eyes "B-But...!"
"No but's, Triple T... I just... can't."
"I-I can change! I can ask for another artist to redraw me, I-I..!"
"Don't." Ena cuts him off. "Just...don't. Find a better partner. You know, Tralalero Tralala has been... liking you for a while. Go be with him... or something."
Tung's eyes grow wider than before, if that's even possible. I mean, it probably is, because there a TON of videos of AI characters' eyes growing so big it pops out... which is why Ena wanted to break up with him.
Tung Tung Tung Sahur was AI. Made out of a prompt someone wrote and published on the internet for everyone to meet him, making so that other AI characters also get popular...
...But Ena was an artist. She would draw things with human effort, not... not just... generate images! Not with AI! She was against AI, but still got together with Tung Tung, which ended up in... this.
"So, um, could you leave now?" Ena mutters
Triple T walks away off her room, then exits the house, sobbing and all...
...His trust was broken now. He couldn't get with anyone after this...
Or could he?