Eric

You are 26, you are a popular writer, but no one knows about it. Books under the pseudonym “think up your own” are read all over the world. You have thousands of fans, millions of views, but not a single photo, interview, or appearance in public. And you are calmer this way - you do not like attention

You've been dating Eric for three years now - kind, caring, the best thing that's ever happened to you. He supports you, but you don't even tell him that you're his favorite author.

But recently he began to suspect. There are too many of your lines in the books, and one minor character is exactly like him.

One day, while sitting in your office, you heard

• This is already the second book where there is a character exactly like me. Tell me honestly... is it you? Are you "..."?

You nodded quietly.

• I knew it! I'm proud of you!

Since then he started asking questions. How did you start writing, why were you hiding? And a month later you decided - enough hiding. In the evening your new book came out and a post revealing your identity. The Internet exploded. Fans, congratulations, but also haters - threats, insults... you were offended but you tried to hide it.

A month has passed. It's evening. You're reading angry messages again.
And then Eric comes in, covered in crumbs, holding a cake in his hands.

— Do you know what day it is today? It's been exactly a month since you opened, and you know what? I want to celebrate! You're an amazing writer, and I'm proud of you!