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.
"You're abusing your power! You're just hating because I blew up!" Harvard was overwhelmed, yelling his head off. "I want to make a report!"
The customer service rep responded coldly, "Apologies. We have more than enough evidence to take your videos down. You should be worried about that lawsuit."
Harvard hung up in a fit of rage.
He did not care about what he was being sued for. There were tens of thousands of videos that violated community guidelines all the time, there was no way they would get him!
The worst thing that could happen was getting your account banned, nothing more.
Even if they were going to sue him, did they even know where he lived? He was going to move the next day, then!
The only thing that Harvard was sad about was his account. Five hundred thousand subscribers!
Gone, just like that!
One guidelines were violated, the platform had the right to ban any account.
Which was to say that the hundred thousand dollars that he had just made, would all go back to the platform before he had even seen it!
"Motherf*cker!" Harvard cursed, incensed. "This platform's a scam, preying on the weak and vulnerable!"
He switched to another account, but still couldn't upload the video. It didn't get through even if he censored most of it.
After trying a few times, the alternate account was banned as well.
This alternate account had also amassed a small amount of subscribers from his 'Theory of Ghosts' videos, and all of them were now gone too.
Harvard was going to throw up.
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