She Is My Biggest Fan

A Few Days Later…

Richard decided to visit the McDonald's café again, hoping to see Silvana.

But when he arrived, he noticed she wasn’t there. Curious and a little worried, he asked one of her co-workers about her.

“She left the job,” the co-worker said.

Richard was heartbroken. He didn’t have her phone number, nor did he know where she lived.

He wanted to ask for her contact details, but he was too shy—and he knew they wouldn’t give it to him because of privacy rules.

Feeling hopeless, Richard went back home.

He pulled out his sketchbook and started drawing Silvana again—the same smile, her cute dimples, her long straight hair with curtain bangs softly falling on her face.

After finishing the sketch, he felt tired. He hugged the drawing gently and fell asleep.

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(Ding dong...)

The doorbell rang a few times.

Half asleep, Richard slowly opened the door—and what he saw felt like a dream.

It was Silvana.

She stood there, smiling.

Silvana: “Hii Richard! Long time no see! I just wanted to check on you. How have you been?”

Richard was about to answer—but something caught his eye.

She was carrying a tote bag with a beautiful nature painting on it.

It was the exact painting he had uploaded as a tutorial yesterday.

He blushed instantly, a wide smile lighting up his face.

Richard: “That painting on your bag... it looks familiar!”

Silvana (excitedly): “I watched this tutorial on YouTube yesterday! I’m Ritutorial’s biggest fan. It’s been my dream to meet him in real life and give him a tight hug. His videos made me fall even more in love with sketching!”

Richard felt like his heart could explode from happiness.

He thought, "Did I just win at life?"

Richard (gathering himself): “Please come in, don’t just stand at the door. Have a seat. I’ll bring you some water.”

Silvana: “No no, thanks. I just had water before coming.”

Richard: “It’s almost dinner time. Should I make us something? I promise you—it’ll be the best food you’ve ever had!”

Silvana: “Okay, dude. I’d love to eat something made by you!”

Richard felt like jumping with joy but kept it cool.

He went to the kitchen to start cooking.

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Meanwhile, Silvana got curious and began exploring his house.

When she entered his room, she was stunned.

The walls were filled with sketches, crafts, and paintings—each one more beautiful than the last.

She sat on his bed, amazed, and felt something hard underneath her.

It was a sketch.

The same one Richard had drawn just a few hours ago.

She picked it up and stared at it in shock.

Her thoughts raced wildly:

“Wait… Is he the one who left that sketch of me at the café? Is he the famous YouTuber Ritutorial? Is he my secret admirer???”

Her heart was beating fast. She could hardly breathe.

It all felt too much.

To clear her mind, Silvana walked back to the living room. Then, she reached into her tote bag, took out the old sketching Richard had left at the café, and returned to his room to compare it.

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Richard (calling out): “Silvana, dinner is ready! Come to the table!”

He waited. No answer.

He walked toward his room, holding two plates of food.

There, he found her—standing silently, staring at both sketchings.

Richard (surprised): “What are you doing in my room?”

Silvana slowly turned and held up the sketch.

His heart skipped a beat.

He stood there, frozen—like a statue.

Both of them had hundreds of thoughts spinning in their heads.

Would he confess?

Would she understand?