Hacking to Get Close to BJs (Streamers)!

Everyone calls her “Queen.”

And Sunhwa absolutely loves the title.

Dealing with flirtatious male viewers and overly jealous female viewers on a daily basis is exhausting. Add to that the emotional toll of nasty comments, and it’s enough to make her blood boil.

But this queenly image? It’s her ultimate trump card.

With it, she can ruthlessly purge her chat—banning viewers, mocking them, or even insulting them outright—and still have it come across as funny and fitting for her persona.

For someone like Lee Sunhwa, who has long since abandoned emotional restraint, this image is like a cheat code.

With a pop, she snaps open the cap of a lip cream from a company she has a sponsorship deal with.

Having used the product beforehand, she knows what to expect. It’s just another mass-produced item with a slightly different package and scent.

It’s the kind of cheap product she’d never buy with her own money.

Tying her platinum blonde hair back for makeup application, she uses the dual monitor setup to check herself on camera and applies the lip cream.

“Wow, say what you will about her personality, but her looks are legendary.”

“From her dyed hair to her outfit—total perfection.”

“Damn, just looking at her face gives me life.”

[Notification]: The user has been muted for 30 minutes.

‘Idiots. Of course, I’m pretty.’

Compliments about her beauty were a given, but she still enjoyed hearing them.

Her naturally stunning looks, which had earned her the title of “goddess” throughout high school and college, were her greatest pride.

“Alright, let’s compare what makes this product stand out, shall we?”

She begins her product promotion with a bright, cheerful tone.

Throwing around terms like dexpanthenol for hydration or estrogen content for added benefits—most of which she only half-understands—she chats away with ease.

As the stream transitions into a casual Q&A, the donations start pouring in.

“Thank you for the donation, but no, I won’t meet you.”

“LOL, look at Queen Sunhwa being so cool.”

“Of course! That’s classic Sunhwa.”

100 stars equate to about 10 dollars—pocket change for her regular viewers.

It’s not even enough to warrant a big reaction. That’s how Sunhwa manages her donations.

But then:

“This user has donated 119 stars.”
“This user has donated 1,000 stars.”
“This user has donated 777 stars.”
“This user has donated 1,004 stars.”
“This user has donated 5,000 stars.”

[Notification]: The user has become a loyal fan.

Despite her indifferent response, the donations keep rolling in, each bigger than the last.

“Whoa, a big spender just showed up out of nowhere.”

Without saying a word in the chat, this viewer simply keeps throwing money her way.

Even though it’s free money, Sunhwa can’t help but feel irritated by their nickname: “LetMeMeetYouOnce.”

‘What’s this horny bastard’s problem, constantly asking to meet me?’

Sunhwa had made it abundantly clear in past streams that she never met up with viewers in person. Her fans knew this well, and she had stuck to her rule religiously.

Even so, “LetMeMeetYouOnce” kept donating amounts she couldn’t ignore.

‘…Wait a second. Could it be him?’

The thought crossed her mind, and her irritation deepened.

It reminded her of Chae Sunwoo, the creep who had been lurking around recently.

That guy had blackmailed her using a video from a sponsor-related event.

Although Sunhwa hadn’t slept with the sponsor, the footage showed her pouring drinks and acting overly polite to a middle-aged man. It was enough to tarnish her “queen” image.

Backed into a corner, she had reluctantly slept with him to keep the footage from being leaked.

That night remained the one and only stain on her career as a streamer.

‘First, he shows up out of nowhere with a bouquet, and now he’s causing a scene on my stream. What a goddamn creep.’

She considered banning him outright but decided against it. His nickname was suggestive and irritating, but it wasn’t technically breaking any rules.

Even for someone like Sunhwa, outright banning a viewer who was actively donating money was too drastic.

On top of that, taking such action could backfire, fueling speculation and potentially sparking scandals or piling on unwanted rumors.

“LetMeMeetYouOnce has donated 9,999 stars.”

“Wow, this guy’s throwing money around like crazy.”

“Doesn’t say a word… Could it be someone she knows?”

“Sis, is he someone you know?”

“So much for saying she doesn’t have time to meet guys. Maybe she’s secretly dating someone?”

[Notification]: A user has been muted for 1 minute.

Even so, ignoring the situation wasn’t helping either.

The chat was buzzing with speculation, and as the host, Sunhwa had no choice but to address the growing tension.

Under her desk, she discreetly typed out a message on her phone:

“Tomorrow morning at 10, meet me at the café near my house, you bastard.”

She sent the message to Chae Sunwoo.

She had his number because he had recently sent her a long, apologetic text message.

The moment she sent it, the stream of donations stopped.

Not only that, but “LetMeMeetYouOnce” left the stream entirely.

So, it was him.

‘This lunatic will try anything, won’t he?’

It seemed the time had come to deal with this intrusive creep once and for all.

“Alright, everyone, let’s settle down. We had a bit of an odd guest, but they’ve left now. Just a little commotion—nothing to worry about.”

“LOL, for real.”

Thanks to his abrupt exit, Sunhwa managed to restore some normalcy to the chat and brush off the incident as a minor disruption. After some light banter to ease the mood, she wrapped up the stream.

But for the rest of the broadcast, her thoughts kept circling back to Sunwoo and his motives.

On reflection, if he was truly intent on causing trouble, he could have used the blackmail footage from before. That would’ve been far more effective. But he hadn’t played that card, nor had he even mentioned it.

Though she had forced him to delete the video in front of her after their encounter, she’d always suspected he might have kept a backup. But it seemed like he genuinely hadn’t.

Instead, he had resorted to this roundabout, irritating tactic—even outright asking for another night with her.

It was baffling. He was an insufferable bastard, but he didn’t seem pathetic or cowardly.

‘What a hard-to-read piece of trash.’