Day 2 of Streaming (Part 2)
"Kick 57%. Survival 43%."
I thought the chat vibes were good enough to survive, but nope, unexpected.
Aww. "Ahem. Too bad."
The chat villain expressing regret with a 1,000-won donation. Yeah, I'll gem you for that.
"But I'm the victim here. I'm the owner of this room too. So, I'll treat that donation as bail money. In return, blacklisted for a week as an example. Log out and come back later. Bang bang."
"Aigoo, thanks for the 10k. But duty calls." I returned thanks to the defendant who donated gratitude, then blacked them. Chat again in a week, kiddo.
"Alright, trial's over, time to go."
"Guys, no boyfriend. I used my guy friend Han Seung-yoon to build up the stream. I swear, no boyfriend. I'm a lifelong singleton."
Since it's only day two of streaming, info's all mixed up. Seeing the boyfriend spam flood in, I figured I'd clear it up now or it'd never stop.
Viewers refusing to believe I'm a lifelong singleton. Hmm... even I have a hard time believing it.
"For real. Can't even prove it. Hmm... oh, you asking my height? Measured recently—187cm."
"Pfft. Don't wanna believe it? Fine. From now on, I'm Schrödinger's Im Gyeong-guk. Can't confirm till observed."
But seriously, can't prove shit. Oh, right—tattoo on my body popped into mind. Nope, can't expose that. Back's one thing, but abs? No way I can cover 'em.
"Guys, mind if I ask what kinda observation you mean?"
"Sorry guys, my type's 2m+ guys, so dream on. Gotta be taller than me at least—no one under 187cm."
"Gotta be handsome too. Like ATK's Kwon Seung-won."
I picked someone unrealistically perfect to calm the chat hype. Mentioned Korea's most famous idol face right now—even guys who don't stan idols know him. "Everyone knows Kwon Seung-won even if they don't know the group." Setting an A-list idol as my type? Viewers'll chill, thinking no way he'd date a streamer.
Why would top-tier guy waste time on a streamer? Better off with fans, right? Genius plan, huh.
"Fuck. You guys nuts? Cut the bullshit. Trying to tank me? All banned."
I muzzled the slanderers quick. Whew, cold sweat.
"Think a guy like that exists? Eh, probably somewhere. If not, singleton life it is."
No marriage plans in this body anyway. As a guy, just wanted a girlfriend. Now? Guy or girl, either way weird. Plus, what'd Han Seung-yoon think? Me with a dude? He'd hurl. Urk. Fuck.
"What broth? Shut up."
Not broth-baiting—straight facts. Broth? Creepy as hell.
"Anyway, drop the bf talk. Ending stream now."
Got Youtuber Yama collab soon, stuff to prep, so early end. But they're desperately blocking. Honestly, today's stream was too easy mode. Oh, right—announce that.
"Guys, somehow landing a spot on a famous Youtuber channel. Heads up. Ending early for that shoot, so bear with me."
Straight announcement, and question marks explode.
"Calm down. Embargo on channel name, but big in the algo. I sub and watch too—chance came up, so collab."
Viewers fighting over weird points again. Sigh.
"Aigoo. No aggro please. Skip that stuff. Kicking that one. My chat culture: boosters and haters coexist, but no weird shit at others or flip out?"
No fight-free day since debut.
"Anyway, I'm out. Back tonight if I can. Oh, tomorrow off for shoot? Bye."
Mention of off tomorrow sparks chaos; I dipped quick.
Post-stream chat window: final goodbyes and no-off protests. Kinda cute in leftovers.
"Urk. Girl body making me sappy? Nearly barfed."
Shook off the feeling, prepped to head out. Just track pants, glasses. Oh, stocked choco bars and hazelnut jam in bag. Glasses all day, so mana potions too.
Fussed a bit, then out the door. Baseball cap low, chomping choco bar—nice weather. Cozy spring warmth.
"Ahh~ perfect. Great day."
This weather means KBO starts soon. Exhibition last year sucked, but this year's looking good. No more basement dwelling—10 years, time for a championship! Right?!
This year different. And now I can watch live. Stream together or solo pre-stream. Kyah. Streamer life's perfect fit.
"So exciting."
Season opener soon, baseball shoot tomorrow. Best time of my life.