Harvard lay on his bed, counting the amount of money he would make.

The statistics weren’t out yet, but he made a rough estimate. Sponsors, affiliate links, ads… at least a hundred thousand dollars!

“I’m going to be rich!”

Harvard’s heart was positively singing.

He had over five hundred thousand views now, and getting to a million would be easy peasy with the way things were going.

Once he had made it big, raking in millions every month was highly possible too.

Even if he lost subscribers after that, he would still have two to three hundred thousand at least. That many subscribers would get him… at least fifty thousand dollars a month, if he accepted sponsors and put affiliate links in his livestreams.

Harvard suddenly felt as if the bed he was sleeping on was too hard. He looked around him, and found the shabby room barely livable all of a sudden!

He was going to make millions every month now. How could he live in a house like this!

He took his phone out at once, opening an app to browse through listings… He considered looking for a luxury apartment to rent. But on second thought, what was a millionaire doing renting houses?

He was going to buy a house!

Just then, he realized that his videos had been taken down.

Harvard sat up at once and thought, What was going on?

He opened the platform he put his videos on, and saw a notification, “Your video has broken community guidelines, and has been taken down!”

Harvard let out a bark of enraged laughter. He had edited the video himself, and shot everything himself as well! There was no violence, nudity or drug consumption involved…which guidelines did he break?

Which jealous bastard had reported him?

Harvard glowered at the screen, and re-uploaded the video with a different title.

Then he realized… his account had been banned.

Harvard called the customer hotline in a fit of rage, and was told that he had filmed videos of other people for personal gain and overstepped their personal boundaries. These people were going to sue him.

Harvard was speechless.

Harvard was overwhelmed, yelling his head off. “I want to

coldly, “Apologies. We have more than enough evidence to take

hung up in a fit of

for. There were tens of thousands of

happen was

sue him, did they even know where

Harvard was sad about was his account. Five

Gone, just like that!

were violated, the platform had the right to ban any

to say that the hundred thousand dollars that he had just made, would all go back to

Harvard cursed, incensed. “This platform’s a scam, preying on the weak

upload the video.

trying a few times, the alternate account was

amassed a small amount of subscribers from his ‘Theory of Ghosts’ videos, and all of them were now

going to

topic that had blown up on all platforms, and Harvard was

time he was going to run into

his teeth. He had used his own details to make the main account, and

how to get traction… the first thing to do is to look for a

method was quite

who had fallen into the water but survived. There were photos of them on there,

had even found

then edited the pictures and the videos together, making

had successfully stolen

was important. Harvard found a post-it note,

his family money! I don’t even know him, why should I have to pay respects to his parents? Did I beg him to save me? It’s just his own fate that he couldn’t make it out alive, how

the perspective of the

a view

video

this supposed account of the girl who had fallen

seriously blaming him for saving your life? It’s bad enough that you’re not grateful, but to say all this too… are you

I

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