The Invisible Man: Otaku Fantasy ⁽¹³⁾

The night passed in a strange vigil. I didn’t sleep. How could I? I was living inside my ultimate fantasy. I watched Lauren sleep for a while, her form a soft mound under the duvet, her breathing deep and even. The temptation to slip into…

Lauren moved through her apartment with the unselfconscious grace of a woman truly alone. From my vantage point amidst her hanging clothes, I was a phantom audience of one. She kicked off her heels by the bed, and I watched the elegant arch of her…

The decision wasn't made in a moment of heroic clarity, but in the festering swamp of my own frustration. Years of watching them on screen—Lauren Thompson with her razor-sharp intellect and a smile that could launch a thousand fantasies, the fitness vloggers with bodies sculpted…