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Mika, his childhood friend, still had the key to his apartment. She'd show up at 2 AM with ramen and passive-aggressive comments about "that blonde senpai."

Six months ago, Kai was just a game developer with crippling social anxiety. Then, through a series of absurd coincidences (saving a cat, fixing a server, accidentally singing karaoke while drunk), he became the accidental focal point of four women's affection. rl harem 2

Yuki, the cosplayer with 2 million followers, live-tweeted every interaction. "#Kai brushed my hair today!!" got 80k likes. His DMs were a warzone. Mika, his childhood friend, still had the key

"Okay, fine!" he shouted, grabbing a kebab for emphasis. "I admit it! I've been treating this like a video game—balancing affection meters, grinding for dialogue options. But you're not NPCs. You're... terrifying, wonderful, exhausting real people who somehow liked my awkward, anxiety-ridden self, and I've been so scared of losing one of you that I forgot to actually choose ." Yuki, the cosplayer with 2 million followers, live-tweeted

Elena, the corporate genius, had declared him her "project." She'd optimize his schedule, veto dates she deemed inefficient, and once installed a spreadsheet to rank his compliments to each woman.