Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"What's going on?" Aisha asked through gritted teeth, her mind a whirlwind of frustration and anger.

Lindsey, pale and shaking, handed her the tablet.

Irritated, Aisha glanced at the screen, and the bold letters made her freeze. She snatched the tablet and, as she read further, her expression grew darker.

Someone had uploaded a video of her tossing fan gifts into a trash can, along with clips of her berating staff members behind the scenes. Her fierce demeanor in the videos was a stark contrast to the innocent image she projected on the big screen.

The video shot to the top of the trending searches, with the text magnified for maximum impact. It was impossible to miss.

The comment section had erupted, with everyone calling her a fake, saying her "facade" had crumbled. In no time, she had lost tens of thousands of followers.

"Who the hell posted this?!" she shouted, throwing the tablet to the ground. "What are you standing around for? Get PR on the line and get this taken down! Delete the video!"

to lower the search ranking and were in constant contact with the platform. But the staff seemed more interested in taking money without delivering results, giving only

search hadn't dropped; it had grown even more intense.

that she was in trouble, both onlookers and rival fans were piling on. Even some of

believe it now? This is just the tip of the iceberg. How do you think she got such great gigs at such a young age? She played the game well, that's how." "Fans

think you're all high and mighty because you have a keyboard? You must be having a miserable life. Haven't you ever lost your temper in private? The staff

overwhelmed by the rest

tried to explain it away as a misunderstanding, maintaining a calm demeanor on the phone. But after hanging up,

we've been in contact with Twitter, but they said the other

had just had a falling

Brianna, a sophomore in the Computer Science department at University