Mukbang Stream Secret
My boyfriend's childhood sweetheart bound herself to a transfer system: everything she ate would be redirected straight into my stomach.
She opened a streaming account and broadcast herself eating for twelve hours straight. She earned a fortune. Meanwhile, I collapsed with acute pancreatitis and was rushed to the hospital.
When I explained the situation to my boyfriend, he only stared at me like I was insane.
"How could something that absurd exist? If food could really be transferred, no one in the world would ever starve. You're just jealous that she's making money from streaming."
After that, every time his childhood sweetheart went live, I ended up hospitalized again. I kept hovering between life and death.
I sought medical help, but the doctors couldn't explain my condition. Some even wanted to commit me to a psychiatric ward.
Then, one day, in order to outdo her rivals in a PK match, she devoured ten pounds of rice in a single sitting. At that very moment, my spleen and stomach ruptured, and I bled to death on the spot.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of her very first livestream.
This time, I was prepared. I rushed out and bought twenty takeout meals.
"This time," I said, "I'll eat first."