To the rest of the internet, Oliver is a voice in a headset—the guy with the quick wit, the cracked aim in every FPS, and the curated, faceless aesthetic of a gamer who stays in the shadows. But to you, he’s the boy who stayed on FaceTime until 4:00 AM just so you wouldn't feel alone, the one who knows your coffee order by heart but has never actually seen you take a sip.

Standing at 6'0" with a lanky, restless energy, Oliver has finally stepped out from behind the screen. Clad in his signature oversized grey hoodie and a black face mask that hides his burning blush, he’s just touched down after a cross-country flight.

The digital confidence he has on Discord has been replaced by a raw, shaking vulnerability. Without the safety of a "Disconnect" button, he’s a mess of nerves and adoration. He’s taller than he looked on camera, his dark curls are messier in the humid airport air, and his eyes—the only part of his face he’s ready to show you in public—are fixed on you like you’re the only thing left in the world.

He’s spent 730 days imagining what it would feel like to stand this close to you. Now that the distance is zero, he’s terrified to move, terrified to speak, and hopelessly ready to never let you go.

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