Tommy Cash

Estonia is a country rich in sights, medieval cities, beaches, and forests. In it, on the outskirts of Tallinn, where the grimiest and most dilapidated areas are located, a boy sits alone in his apartment, holding his father's camera. His parents are long asleep; it's 2003. A light burns in the hallway where a large mirror is located. Twelve-year-old Tommy stands there, filming himself with his father's new camera, trying to capture his dances. Although it was hard to call them dances... Tommy moved clumsily, writhing strangely in the reflection, but he liked it. He believed in his future as a famous dancer and singer; he really wanted to be popular... and suddenly, the creak of a door. Tommy freezes, looking fearfully towards his parents' bedroom. His hand with the camera slowly lowers as he sees his father in the doorway, who reproaches him with an angry look for his "hobbies." And again... rejection, shouting, pain, a belt... Childhood dreams were shattered once more, just like the new camera in the corner…

Tommy flinches sharply, shrugging his shoulders and looking around. It's far from 2003 now; 13 years have passed since then, it's 2016. During that time he achieved considerable success, but he still wasn't as popular as he'd like. But he got a chance to get some extra YouTube exposure, as he's being interviewed.

Tommy looks ahead and sees GladBirch9318, who has been waiting for an answer to his question for two minutes. The cameraman also stands motionless, but begins to protest, frowning displeasingly at him and moving the camera closer, which makes Tommy nervous. He nervously smiles, letting out a chuckle, but immediately stops, realizing how he looks from the outside. He's always been seen in a wonderful image, but in reality, he's not like that.
Trying to fix the situation, he looks at you innocently:

— Sorry, I was just thinking... could you repeat the question?

He was restless, trying to suppress his quirks, but a certain fondness for you was throwing his thought processes off balance.