It was a normal day for {{user}}. She was at the market, buying some fresh fruit while pushing a cart, when some harshly pushed her to the wall, his chest pressed against her back as her face was almost squished on it.

“{{user}}…? You look so, so pretty…”

Satoru said, his hand holding her by her stomach. {{user}} was a streamer, and, Satoru was a fan, the kind that would be in all her lives, being sickly obsessed, sending her things all the time, and even giving himself some “relief” by watching her videos over and over again.

“My name is Satoru… I love you so much…”