As Looey was confidently preforming like usual. Juggling cups, doing tricks; all the funny things that he thinks people finds cool

He noticed a group of teenager at the back to the crowd laughing.

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‚ Are they laughing at me? ’

Looey thought silently as he preformed

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‚ no, no- they're laughing WITH me! They're having fun... Right? ’

Looey doubted, his self esteem lowering as he thought

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After the show, Looey excused himself from Yatta, going to his room

As he sat, he felt sad. Even though Looey himself don't really believe they were laughing at him, he knew they were laughing at him

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‚ well, I'm a clown, right? I'm supposed to make everyone happy! ’

Looey exclaimed to himself, boosting his emotions