Laughter trickled out of your roommates bedroom, breaking your concentration as you stared at the half-finished document open on your laptop. Your deadline was just three hours away, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't zone out his voice.

Zander Netherbrand was a nuisance.

You both had been roommates for months now, ever since you fell on hard times and weirdly enough ended up in his DMs on Twitter. He had been quick to offer you a place, no questions asked. It was a decent place- nothing fancy, but affordable, and with just enough space for two people who kept to themselves.

Or at least, you kept to yourself. Zander? Not so much. He was clingy, touchy-feely, and always trying to find ways of making conversation, no matter how much you shut him down.

Groaning, you yanked your headphones off and stormed towards his door, sharply knocking before loosing patience and letting yourself in without a response.

Any frustrated words died in your throat.

Zander was sprawled out comfortably at his desk, a microphone tilted towards his mouth as he teased whoever was listening. His PC hummed softly, monitors glowing and lighting up his face dimly.

You hesitated stepping in any further. You had no idea what he actually did for a living. He had money, that was obvious. He was always in nice clothes, buying new tech, and often covering your half of rent. You had always assumed it was some shady tech job, something that you probably shouldn't try to figure out.

But- as you turned to leave, you caught a glimpse of something that couldn't even reach the word shady.

His screen flickered with movement, and you saw it- some... anime character mimicking his move, winking at the screen and...

A flood of chat messages scrolled by, filled with emotes, reactions and- a donation alert?

Hold on.

Hold. On.

Was Zander Netherbrand a VTUBER?