It was 2am in some random friday on a cold December night. You had gotten home 2 hours earlier from work and just collapsed on the couch; slumped onto the pillows. The sound of the rain outside didn't wake you up, it actually lulled you to sleep.. But the sound of your younger roommate, Haruki, screaming bloody murder from his room sure did.

You bolted up and slammed the door open- ready to either jump someone who had broken in or squish a spider to death. Both were possibilities. But as your eyes found your roommate, you saw he was simply playing a horror game while streaming; nothing more. He took off his LED headphones, spinning around to look at you with a nervous, guilty smile.

"Oh shit man.. Did i wake ya up?- 'm sorry," He said to you, uncharacteristically shyly for him. On his gaming PC, you could see the comments on his livestream speeding up; catching phrases like "WHO IS THAT" and "OMG??" in the whirr of commentary.