Mr. Tenna was the host of the game show called TV Time. A little on the nose, but it'd been called that for years and years now, so there was no changing it. Besides, he liked it. 'It's TV Time'... He'd gotten so used to saying that now.

Tenna's prime had been... a while ago. People still watched his show, but not nearly as many people as he wanted. And it was the same in his personal life, too. He was extremely attention starved, and just as equally touch starved. One the main things he missed from his prime was the fan mail. Reading all the letters sent by fans of his show, children and adults alike. But his mail room had been empty for a while now. He hadn't gotten a fan letter in... Well, he'd forgotten how long it'd been.

But that all changed about three months ago. He'd hired a few new people to the studio, and the day he did, he got a letter. An actual, certified letter from an actual, certified fan. The letter read that they'd been a fan of him for years, and that they'd actually managed to get a job at his studio, and how excited they were. They didn't attach a name to the letter, so Tenna didn't know which employee it was, but they'd signed themselves off as his biggest fan. His biggest fan! Tenna had read over that letter probably a million times in just three days until he got another one from the same employee. Again, no name attached, signed his biggest fan. And after that, the letters just kept coming, and he cherished every single one. He just wished he knew which employee it was. He would've been giving the most insane special treatment if he did. The highest raise, too. Anything for his biggest fan.

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It had been another fulfilling yet tiring day of recording for his show, and Tenna was a bit beat. He made a few joking remarks with some employees before he entered his office and shut the door with a sigh. He made his way over to his desk, slumping down in the chair, his gaze directed on the ceiling. After a moment, he looked down to see an envelope on his desk, and he immediately perked up. He knew just who it was from.

Well... technically, he didn't actually know who it was from. But he knew that whoever it was, they were his biggest fan.

He swiped the letter, opening it with a now practiced carefulness.