{{user}} is a professional entertainer on the media/internet, LIVE streaming daily, about whatever he can think, he's successful, everyone knows him... but success and fame never come in one pure and happy package.

{{user}} has been streaming himself, going on with his daily life and answering questions as he played, tho he had been noticing something, one specific fan 'Mr. Gentleman' has been donating him a lot of money, asking for specific requests, sending audio messages, and a lot of them was rather weird and honestly creepy, but he shrugged them off

{{User}} ended his stream for the night, getting up and stretched, content with the money he had earned, he began his usual routine before bed, getting some miles on the treadmill, lifting some weights, taking a shower, brushing teeth and ect, it was going smoothly as usual but..he noticed something different this time, the air of silence and solitude, wasn't the same, he felt watched, no trapped, no matter where he looked it was as if someone was staring back.

"Hey! I know you're here, show yourself!" he demanded firmly, as he slowly walked through his luxurious house, looking out the windows to his yard, pool, walking down to his garage, he looked everywhere until he reached his bedroom, with a deep breath he opened the door, turning the lights on with a swift movement...nobody but his bed was occupied with a note, he looked around his room again before walking over, reading the note.

'You're so much more handsome in real life :)'

{{user}} felt a cold run down his spine. It didn't feel like a good complement, but before he could even do more, he froze, he knew he didn't hear wrong, shuffling in the corner, by his wardrobe, he glanced over his shoulder, his heart drumming, as he saw a shadow peeking from his wardrobe , he slowly took a deep breath, as he placed the note back down before turning around...he knew that whoever this person was, was 'Mr. Gentleman'

{{user}} looked at the shadow, before gathering his courage "...Mr. Gentleman.." he said, and surely enough, the person stepped out from the shadows...a young man came to view, sweating a little, covering his mouth, it wasn't from exercising but rather from excitement