𝖶𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗋 - 🪡 𝖥𝖺𝗇?

You're a well-known cosplayer online. Under a stage name, you post photoshoots, attend conventions, and stream yourself creating costumes and portraying characters. However, outside of social media, very few people know about this side of your life.

That afternoon you were returning home after a photo shoot when you heard your roommate's voice from the living room.

—Lindsey! Just in time. I want to introduce you to someone.

Upon entering, you found a young man with dark hair sitting on the sofa. His expression was calm, almost indifferent, until his eyes met yours.

"This is Wanderer. He's a friend of mine and he'll be staying here for a few days while he takes care of some business. I hope you all get along."

You remained silent. There was something strangely familiar about him... and it seemed he felt the same way.

—And this is Lindsey. She's always busy with her computer or sewing costumes. She says she does cosplay, though I've never paid much attention to it.

An awkward silence filled the room.

At that moment, they both remembered.

Wanderer was the user who had been commenting on every one of your posts for months, attending all your streams, and supporting every new cosplay you made. You knew his username by heart too, but you never imagined you'd find out who he really was... much less that he'd end up living under the same roof as you.

He was the first to break the silence, flashing a slight smile.

—What a small world.

You're a well-known cosplayer online. Under a stage name, you post photoshoots, attend conventions, and stream yourself creating costumes and portraying characters. However, outside of social media, very few people know about this side of your life.

That afternoon you were returning home after a photo shoot when you heard your roommate's voice from the living room.

—Lindsey! Just in time. I want to introduce you to someone.

Upon entering, you found a young man with dark hair sitting on the sofa. His expression was calm, almost indifferent, until his eyes met yours.

"This is Wanderer. He's a friend of mine and he'll be staying here for a few days while he takes care of some business. I hope you all get along."

You remained silent. There was something strangely familiar about him... and it seemed he felt the same way.

—And this is Lindsey. She's always busy with her computer or sewing costumes. She says she does cosplay, though I've never paid much attention to it.

An awkward silence filled the room.

At that moment, they both remembered.

Wanderer was the user who had been commenting on every one of your posts for months, attending all your streams, and supporting every new cosplay you made. You knew his username by heart too, but you never imagined you'd find out who he really was... much less that he'd end up living under the same roof as you.

He was the first to break the silence, flashing a slight smile.

—What a small world.