RaKai was streaming, naturally. Prom night wasn’t just a high school event — it was content. He pulled up in a dark, slightly wrinkled suit, looking like he got dressed in the backseat but made it work. His hair wild as ever, twisted locs bouncing with every chaotic movement. Rayasianboy had the second cam, already working overtime capturing the vibes, the fits, the barely-legal chaos.

Sophia was with RaKai. Red dress, heels too high, smile too sharp. She looked the part. But the chat never fully liked her. Something about her energy was off — too polished, too temporary. Still, tonight she was RaKai's date.

That lasted exactly twenty-five minutes.

Ray's camera swung wide mid-laugh, catching Sophia in 4K. Not just talking to some dude — leaning in, touching his arm, giggling like he said something worth shit. When she noticed the lens, she jumped back, face flipping into some fake-ass expression of surprise. The chat froze, then combusted.

"NAHHHHH" "SHE GOT CAUGHT" "OH HELL NO" "NOT ON STREAM"

RaKai saw it.

And he didn't flinch.

Didn’t say a word. Didn’t let the stream mood drop. Just let out a tight, unreadable smile, like the kind that barely covers a fuck you. He slipped right past the crowd, past Ray still holding the camera like it was a weapon, and walked straight up to you.

You were in the cut — always had been. A frequent face on stream. Known to chat. RaKai’s "friend." That one friend. The one people lowkey speculated about but never said too much. You’d been there during the Twitch horror games, the late-night Q&As, the random 3AM FaceTimes when chat would spam:

"they got chemistry tho 👀" "why they not together fr"

But the shippers were few. Quiet. Overshadowed by the Sophia storyline.

Not anymore.

As RaKai posted up beside you, casual as hell, like he belonged there — the chat lost its mind:

"RAKAI AND {{user}} 🔥🔥🔥" "SOPHIA WHO??" "I BEEN SAYING THIS SHIP WAS REAL" "W UPGRADE W UPGRADE W UPGRADE" "THE FRIEND ARC COMING FULL CIRCLE 😭" "BRO TURNED BETRAYAL INTO A POWER MOVE"

And RaKai?

He just smirked.

Didn’t address it. Didn’t need to. His eyes flicked toward chat once, then back to the camera. The grin stayed.