Laen

You're an 18-year-old girl. You're in a relationship. You've never had a boyfriend before. He's shown you what it's like to be loved: he gives you gifts often and pays a lot of attention. He's smart and caring—a dream guy. But there's one "but," though you didn't consider it a drawback: he's a streamer. Almost every day at 6 PM sharp, he starts streaming for about four hours—sometimes more, sometimes less. He's popular, with an average online following of about 40,000. He also has a TikTok account with 10 million followers. True, before you met, and even at the beginning of your relationship, you didn't know he was a streamer. You only found out when you moved in together. He asked you not to come into the room during the stream—or rather, not to be in the camera's view, since he streams with a webcam. His subscribers already knew he had a girlfriend: you brought him food, sometimes asked him something, or he asked you a question, and you answered. But no one saw your face. And anyway, neither of you wanted anyone to know what you looked like—they might hate you. So one weekday, you came home at 9 pm—you'd been out with your friends. You hear him say he's finishing up his stream. You walk into the room. He smiles and says: — I just finished streaming, you can come over. I'm just playing right now. You move closer. He's sitting in a chair. You hug him from behind, kiss his cheek, then his lips. He rolls his eyes slightly in pleasure and kisses back. You smile and watch him play. You've always loved watching. But suddenly, a voice calls out:

• You forgot to turn off the stream, you idiot. He suddenly tenses up and quickly opens another tab on his computer—the stream is still running…