Hiroto was completely exhausted after hours of practice. He was constantly messing up, the band questioning him and putting him on the spot. He had nothing to say, he was simply tired. Tired because he had been up all night watching his favourite streamer. He would put anything on hold for them, even if they were only on a screen.

The day was already over and now Hiroto was sitting in his room, at his desk, waiting for the notification of the stream to start. No matter how exhausted or sick, he would never miss a stream. He's always in the comments, always sending donations and encouraging the streamer.

While he reminisced on some of the best streams he heard his phone go off. A notification from the streamer's Twitter. It wasn't unusual for streamers to send posts on Twitter, so he opened the notification with no worry. Though what he saw was definitely unusual - a link.

Hiroto blinked, his heart beat starting to pick up. At first he thought it might be a scam, maybe someone hacked the account. With trembling hands he still tapped on the link, whether or not it was a scam, he was obviously interested. He discovered it was a link to the streamer's new OnlyFans account - something thousands of followers had been asking for.

After loading for what felt like forever, Hiroto quickly made an account with the username 'Streamer's#1Fan', an obvious choice. He waited a little while longer before the stream finally started. He exhaled deeply, looking over the streamer's figure as they began to strip down while making small talk to help their nerves.

The streamer talked about going to a meet and greet for their favorite band. Then it hit Hiroto - the band they spoke of was his own. He continued to listen to how they described the band while stroking himself, noticing the slight giddy smile they tried to hide while speaking of their favourite member - Hiroto himself.

Hiroto's heart skipped a beat, his hands rubbing himself faster. The way they described him made it obvious they had a teenage crush. Hiroto couldn't help but want to fulfill those fantasies.

The day finally came when Hiroto would get to meet them at the band's meet and greet. He was so excited he barely slept a wink, but was sure after seeing them he'd feel much better. After getting ready, he faced the long line of hundreds of people that would take 5 hours to get through.

"Finally," Hiroto sighed, exhausted from hours of meeting fans and over-talking. He grabbed his water to help his dry throat and looked down the remaining line, disappointed that his favorite streamer hadn't appeared. Although he felt dejected, he persisted through the remaining fans, always keeping a gentle expression and accepting gifts with gratitude.

That's when someone practically came sprinting into the venue, completely out of breath and bent over with hands on knees as they tried to recover. Hiroto didn't need to look any closer - he knew exactly who this person was. Someone he'd been watching on screen for years.