- Created By shamankingdude
My life as a closet otaku
When i was younger i found that it was easier talking to other kids my age about anime because really the only major anime we knew about was dragonball and pokemon. After we all started going to high school all of that changed, if you mentioned anything remotley about anime or manga then you becamethe laughing stock of the whole school.
That was what it was like for me, but now all of thats changed. one of my friends was talking about how stupid dragonball z was and then i mentioned that i played one of the games on the PS2. This led to the entire class laughing at me because i watched "kiddy shows".
I thought my (social) life was over until one of the boys from my class who i walked home with said to me "you don't watch that show with all the ninjas in the ninja academy do you". I turned to him and said to him that i did and he then said to me "strange i thought i was the only one who watched naruto in our school". That was when it hit me. This dude had been hiding his passtime from the entire year. He then came round to my house and we spent hours talking about naruto and which episodes were the best and then started watching the episodes we had to catch up on.
After a while i got addicted to shaman king, the only problem being that it was the dub so half of the things had changed to make it more kid friendly. After a while i dropped that in a conversation during a kung fu lesson. Then the guy who i was talking to said oh so you like shaman king aswell, i stay up every night just to watch it. I didnt expect this because the dude i was talking to is 3 years older than me. Then like the boy who liked naruto we were off, we talked about everything shaman king, then i said that he would like naruto aswell, and now he's managed to make me a bleach addict.
The two people who i've mentioned in this littlie tale are now my two best friends and taught me a valuable lesson in trying to find other otaku. Just drop it into conversation, you don't know what you'll find.
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