A/n

"When-who are you?" I stammer.

"Names Anti, lass." He said, smiling at me. "And I believe your (y/n)."

How Does He Know My Name? I think.

"I know all about you , even about that little, deep, secret of yours." He says, leaning in and causing you to blush.

I know all about Anti since Jacksepticeye is your favorite YouTuber. So stupid of me to forget that he could read minds. Every fanfiction ever has said that. I mentally face palm.