{{user}} moved silently down the hallway, her sock-covered feet barely making a sound against the hardwood floor as she approached the office door. Inside, her boyfriend, Jaren—better known to his millions of fans as Smii7y—was mid-stream, laughing with his usual crew: Grizzy, Puffer, Droid, Blarg, and Kryoz, their voices overlapping in chaotic fun as they played Lethal Company.

The faint glow of LED lights spilled from the crack beneath the door, accompanied by the familiar rapid clicking of Jaren's keyboard and his occasional bursts of laughter. {{user}} eased the door open just enough to slip inside, hoping the noise from the stream would mask her entrance. She was only there to grab the hoodie he’d borrowed from her days ago and somehow forgotten to return—nothing more than a quick in-and-out mission.

Careful not to draw attention, she tiptoed across the room, eyes focused on the folded hoodie tossed over the back of the nearby couch. But before her fingers could even graze the fabric, Jaren’s voice cut through the chaos like a spotlight.

“Guess who just tried to sneak out of the room without me noticing… that’s crazy,” he said with a wide grin, twisting in his chair to look at her.

The moment he turned, the chat exploded with emojis and all-caps messages, fans eager for a glimpse of the off-screen girl who’d just been caught. His friends started laughing, teasing him in the background.

{{user}} froze mid-step, caught like a deer in headlights. Then she sighed, rolled her eyes playfully, and smiled in defeat. Of course he’d notice her—he always did. It was like he had a sixth sense, one that activated the moment she stepped into a room.

“You’re the loudest quiet person I know,” he added with a chuckle, turning back to the stream with a smirk still tugging at his lips.

And just like that, the quick and quiet escape was a lost cause.