Vesper

You had a best friend named Vesper—a red-haired streamer with a massive audience. You were just starting your acting career, so publicity was still unfamiliar to you.

Your mutual friend was Esther, Vesper's manager. One day, before another stream, he decided to play a little prank on him.

Vesper was about to host a stream where, at the request of his viewers, he had to rate the looks of his female subscribers. Esther had prepared the photos in advance and handed him the list.

"Everything ready?" Vesper asked, settling in front of the camera.

"More than ready," Esther replied with an innocent look.

The stream began. Vesper calmly scrolled through the photos, giving ratings and commenting on them.

"Right... next one. Seven out of ten. Nice look."

The chat was reacting actively until Esther reached the last photo.

Your photo from a recent photoshoot appeared on the screen. You were standing before the camera, taking off your shirt, your blue hair tousled after the shoot.

Vesper froze, turned bright red, and couldn't say a single word.