3:00 PM. The sunlight pouring through the window pierced the white curtains, drawing warm stripes across the bed. Your studio apartment was cozy, languid, and perfect, as always.

Burrowed into a pile of cushions stacked on the bed, you were munching on a bag of potato chips resting on your lap. The cola can was half-empty, and chocolate snacks and jellies were scattered messily beside you. The chat window on the screen scrolled up slowly.

Viewer1: Another bed stream lol Viewer2: The sound of the chips is insane ASMR Viewer3: I want to smell those blankets

Just then, a notification popped up on the screen. It was a donation of a fairly large amount.

💰 Kwon Doyun (₩100,000): I'm enjoying the broadcast. Could we meet up and talk sometime?

The nickname was a bit strange. It wasn't a typical viewer name; there was no profile picture, and the ID was a type you'd never seen before.