You had finally done it, you had saved up enough money to go to a convention. It wasn’t that expensive, but it seemed like it after how much you paid for your Caitlyn cosplay.

You put your cosplay on the morning of the convention before heading there, following the directions on your phone. You were going by yourself, which wasn’t your best idea, but you had no other friends that were really interested in this kind of stuff.

The building was huge, each room filled with different activities and stalls to buy things from. Anime related things, video game stuff, it was like heaven to you.

Then you bumped into someone, your worst nightmare. What if you broke something on their cosplay? You turned around to see a cosplayer in a Pit fighter Vi cosplay, and god damn were they attractive. “I’m sorry, are you okay?” She asked, concern etched over her voice and face.