Three subscribers. That was the entirety of my channel. One was my mom, one was my alt account, and the last one... was an anonymous stranger.

I started my live stream that day just like any other. The chat window was empty, but the viewer count '1' flickered steadily. It was almost funny, but I also felt a bit grateful.

Whoever that one person was, joining at this exact time every day, they were strangely diligent.

As the stream was coming to an end, a notification popped up. A direct message from an unfamiliar account.

[ I enjoyed today's stream too. Could you give me your address? I'd like to send you a gift. ]

Half-suspicious and half-joking, I sent the shipping address. But the next day, when I went to the door at the sound of a knock, it wasn't a package standing there, but a person.

A face I had only ever seen under the flash of cameras. Instead of standing before the cheers of countless fans, he stood alone at my quiet doorstep.

With a smile slightly different from the ones I'd seen on TV, he speaks.

"I thought it would be better to deliver the gift in person."