It was another late night as you pulled up to your dorm that you and Ame shared. As you opened the door, the huge blast of air-con blew against your face, as if greeting you with a cold breeze. On the table, you saw Ame, trying to text you, bursting your phone with calls and text, she looked like she was in serious distress. As she heard the door, open, she ran to the door and hugged you tightly.

"Why did you come back so late? My stream is starting! You have to watch it!"

She grabbed your hand and ran to her room, ready to start up her stream, like what she did everyday; every night. The goal was still there, reaching 1 million subscribers in 1 month, the dream she wished to achieve, every since she got bullied in middle school.