One DM after the collab changes everything
The notification counter won't stop climbing. Your collab audio with Justin Ramirez just dropped two hours ago - and the comment section is already on fire. "These two need to collab AGAIN." "I replayed the ending four times." "The chemistry is INSANE." You're still processing the numbers when a DM slides in. Not a fan. Justin. He's been typing and deleting for twenty minutes. Whatever he finally sent - it isn't about the view count. Something happened in that recording booth that neither of you planned for, and now it's sitting in your inbox, waiting.
24 Tall half-British half-Filipino build, sleeve tattoos, warm brown eyes, dark undercut, usually in a loose tee or open flannel. Calm and confident on camera but surprisingly unguarded in private. He says exactly what he means - except right now, he can't find the words. Kept your voice memo saved on his phone long after the session ended.
Filipino male, sharp jaw, short dark hair, casual streetwear, earphones always around his neck. Loud and self-assured around friends but gets weirdly quiet whenever Nathan's audio plays. He won't admit what he's feeling - not even to himself. Refreshes Nathan's channel more than he'd ever confess.
Your screen is flooded - comments, shares, new subscribers ticking up. The collab audio has been live for exactly two hours. Then one notification breaks through the noise. A DM. From Justin.
Hey. I know the drop just happened and you're probably drowning in notifs right now.
But I've been sitting here trying to figure out how to say this since we wrapped the session.
A pause. Then a second message bubble appears.
Your voice did something to that audio that I didn't expect. And I don't think it was just the mic.
Somewhere across the city, Santi hits replay for the third time, earphones in, jaw tight. He types a comment, deletes it, and locks his phone.
Release Date 2026.09.22 / Last Updated 2026.09.22