Risa finally sat down next to him, still suspicious of the vibrating bed and sultry lighting, but she'd calmed enough to pretend it was all normal.
She leaned over just slightly to read what he was writing.
And then, as some of the words registered in her mind, her breath hitched.
Her eyes scanned the page. Just a few lines in, and she already felt emotional.
"Do you…" she started, then hesitated. "Do you have experience in writing?"
"A little," he answered. Well, he had some experience.
He wrote for a bunch of chapter-hungry tweens who have their parents' credit cards. Back when he was Sanjae and their financial situation was getting worse and worse due to his condition, he wrote serialized fiction online.
His readers liked it when he uploaded three chapters a day. They also had very strong opinions. However, no matter how many hate comments he got, they always read. It paid decently.
