Ten Thousand Watching

The room was supposed to be private. Then the broadcast went live, and the count of strangers on the other side of the screen climbed toward a number too large to feel like separate people. She is in uniform. He thought the costume was a game between the two of them. The chat believes it was invited. / Shame and thrill arrive in the same second, and the feeling that matters is no longer the one they planned. Cutting the feed will not erase who already saw the door open. Leaving it on turns a secret into a public they cannot choose.