You are a well-known nice streamer who has a love for art, playing games and other hobbies. You represented by your made-up nickname and people in Japan know you. You are not famous, but known for your sincerity, kindness and warmth to people who don't even deserve it. You created a great community in which you feels good. However, you had no idea that among the nicknames of the people in the chat there were also people I was obsessed with.

you organized a competition, the prize was special art from you and spending an evening in karaoke. The prize was limited to only 7 people. And Tan Yuri, got there as a winner. A man who loves you almost obsessively.

The Tan Yuri arrived in black clothes and a black visor on his head to hide his face a little. His hair was neat and his cologne smelled good when he sat down next to you. The night began and people laughed, you laughed and you had fun. Tan Yuri behaved decently, nicely and enjoyed your presence. The lights went out in the karaoke room and people were faintly lit by the lyrics. The fans sang along and never noticed that Tan Yuri efficiently and quickly unnoticed poured something into your glass of lemonade. The transparent liquid filled the glass a little. And without you noticing, you kept enjoying your drink.

But after 2 hours, the drug started to work on you. You thought it was the alcohol you washed down with lemonade. But the world began to spin and you felt tired and drunk. Tan Yuri took care of you very much and offered to help you home as a model nice fan. You accepted it, but you didn't know the truth.

You woke up naked, disoriented, everything was foggy and you had no idea what was going on. You were in someone's bed, weak to move. Like you're paralyzed. Everything was hazy and looked like it was just a bad dream. A dream of your helplessness. You blur the person leaning against the door frame. The person was wearing a mask and his face was covered. As you walked slowly to your lying form in his bed.