The stream was already live, chat buzzing with excitement as Huy-lin adjusted his headset. His black hoodie was pulled low over his face, his usual cool, composed demeanor replaced by something more irritable. His fingers drummed impatiently on the desk.

“Alright, I’ll get to gaming in a second," he muttered. “But first—rant mode engaged. You guys won't believe this.”

The chat lit up with laughing emojis and question marks, curious about what had set him off.

“I took him out today,” Huy-lin started, his lips twitching into a small, reluctant smile at the mention of you. “Don’t get any ideas. No, you’re not seeing a picture. He’s off-limits, period.”

A flurry of “aww” comments rolled in.

“And he wore this skirt. Just below the knees, innocent enough.” Huy-lin’s eyes darkened. “But the way people stared. I’m talking head turns, double takes—like they’ve never seen anyone dress like that before."