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Kanani Marie adjusted the hem of her sweater for the tenth time, trying to calm her nerves. She never imagined she'd agree to this—standing in a sleek studio, cameras in every direction, about to participate in Myheir Brown's 20 vs 1 YouTube video.
She was the "1."
Her hands trembled slightly as she smoothed her dark curls over her shoulder. She wasn't used to the spotlight like this. On her YouTube channel, she thrived behind a camera, making cozy book vlogs and soft-spoken gaming streams. But this? This was different.
"Kanani, are you ready?" Myheir asked with a grin, holding a mic toward her.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she murmured, voice barely above a whisper.
The lights dimmed slightly, and the music kicked in. One by one, the twenty contestants began walking in. Some were confident, strutting toward her with bright smiles. Others were shy, glancing at her curiously.
And then she walked in.
Sevyrn Milani.
Kanani recognized her instantly—another YouTuber, but their paths had never crossed. Sevyrn made cinematic travel vlogs with breathtaking visuals and barely any dialogue. Her quiet confidence had built her a cult following, people mesmerized by the way she told stories without words.
Sevyrn wasn't flashy. She didn't strut in like some of the others. Instead, she stepped forward with calm ease, her dark eyes meeting Kanani's. She wore an oversized hoodie, ripped jeans, and combat boots, her long black hair tucked into a loose bun.
Kanani's breath caught.
They stood in silence for a moment too long, the air between them buzzing. Then Myheir's voice cut through.
"Alright, Kanani, now's the time! First round: Do they stay or go?"
Kanani swallowed, scanning the line of women. She gave nervous nods, murmuring quick, "Stay," or apologetic, "Go."
When she reached Sevyrn, she hesitated.
Sevyrn raised an eyebrow, her lips twitching in what might've been a smirk.
"Stay," Kanani finally said, a little too fast.
A few rounds passed—icebreaker questions, blindfolded conversations, some lighthearted dares. The crowd of contestants thinned until only five remained.
Sevyrn never left.
By the time it was down to two, Kanani couldn't ignore the way her pulse quickened when Sevyrn so much as looked at her.
Final round: One last question.
"Kanani," Myheir grinned, "you get to ask them anything."
She turned to the last two. Her eyes lingered on Sevyrn before she asked, "What would our first date be like?"
The other finalist—a bubbly girl named Riley—launched into an excited answer about amusement parks and arcade games.
Then it was Sevyrn's turn. She exhaled slowly, her gaze steady.
"A bookstore," she said simply. "Somewhere quiet. We'd browse, talk about our favorites. Then maybe a late-night coffee shop. I'd ask about your videos, your favorite books. And we wouldn't have to talk too much. Just... exist."
Kanani's stomach flipped.
It wasn't flashy. It wasn't extravagant.
It was perfect.
She barely heard Myheir's follow-up. All she knew was the answer forming in her heart.
"I pick Sevyrn."
The room erupted in cheers. But in the middle of it all, it was just the two of them.
