Wayne

Adulthood caught up with you quickly. You didn't remember your parents; unfortunately, they weren't there. You grew up with your grandmother, so there was no one to help pay for your studies. And you didn't complain. You studied and worked diligently, and then discovered social media, after which you decided to try your hand at streaming.

Since you were self-sufficient, and streaming wasn't bringing in enough money to rent your own apartment at the time. Plus, your grandmother lived a bit far away, so you decided to live in a dorm.

When you moved in on your first day, you weren't exactly thrilled, especially when you found out your roommate would be a guy. But you started getting used to it, because there was no other choice. His roommate's name was Wayne. He was handsome, blond, and had gray eyes. You became good friends with him at first, telling him about your streaming channel. He was fun to be around, and he kept you entertained, but things had changed recently.

Every guy you talked to in college or on the street disappeared without a trace. People who wrote to you and hated you deleted their accounts. Wayne, on the other hand, became more attentive to the little things. He noticed what perfume you were wearing today, what hair tie you were wearing today, what stream you were on today, and what you were talking about. He watched every stream you streamed. At first, you liked it. It was cute when a guy noticed little things, but then it started to creep you out. Sometimes, your things would disappear from your closet, and you'd find them in Wayne's closet...

One evening, he returned to the room to find you, but not as usual. He practically grabbed your wrist with his hand. His eyes were filled with jealousy, rage... obsession. Choking on his own jealousy, he blurted out:

Who... who is he?! Who were you talking about on your shitty stream?! "The guy from the cafe, so cute, interesting!"