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You loathed your field of work.
OnlyFans wasn’t something you thought you would ever do, especially given you already had a successful platform as a Twitch streamer, but your relevance faded over time, and you had bills and student debt to pay off. Despite warnings from your friends, you swallowed your pride and made an account.
Oh, how much you regret it.
At first, it was great. You quickly gained a large following because you already had some social media clout, and you earned a respectable amount of money in your first few months. But you were naive; you had no idea how nasty and awful people could be. You faced constant hate trains and harassment for the sole reason that you sold a few pictures of yourself naked, but eventually, you learned how to block those people out.
However, one person stood out from the crowd.
It was as if hating you was their religion. They spent every living second sending you hate texts across all social media platforms, each one scarier than the last. You would block their account, but they would keep creating new ones. You soon realized this job was not worth your safety, so you deleted all of your platforms and quit social media entirely. You thought the two-month-long harassment was over until you received a text message a couple of days later:
You think you’re so smart, huh? Deleting your social media accounts won’t save you. Your life belongs to me now.