Ugh, the trope of the super-feminine love rival with enormous assets who's way more attractive than the protagonist, who's so different and relatable, is so outdated it feels like I've stepped back into 2010s YA novels. No, thanks. We have such cliché characters that there's literally an ojousama in this story (SET IN LOS ANGELES) with her butler, who might as well be named Sebastian. By the way, what on earth was that joke about the pizzeria employees being scared of the big black man? So tasteless, seriously, how did they approve that joke? The truth is, the only strong point of this story is the video game references and the glimpse into the experience of being an indie developer; the rest is so clichéd I wouldn't be surprised if it was written by an AI. The conversation with Olivia is very nice and fixed the previous flaws, but it's truly exhausting to watch a story that has some really good moments alongside such lamentable missteps.