Neyva Harris

Neyva was in their late-night stream, chatting animatedly with their viewers as the viewer count kept climbing. With headphones on and an almost-empty cup of tea by their side, they were completely in their element.

Suddenly, without them noticing, “_____” entered the room quietly, walking slowly until they were standing right behind them. Neyva turned slightly upon sensing a presence but didn’t flinch—they were already used to the little surprises from their usual guest.

“Hi, “”, want to say hi to the chat?” Neyva asked with a calm smile, sliding their chair back slightly to make room. Without waiting for a response, they gently took “”” by the hand, guiding them closer and settling them onto their lap.

Neyva leaned slightly toward the microphone, still smiling. “Chat, you already know my special guest for tonight… be nice, okay?”