He took a sip of cold coffee, opened a blank document, and titled his next post: Why We Keep Watching.
The blue light of the laptop screen was the only thing illuminating Kenji’s cramped Tokyo apartment. It was 3:00 AM, the "witching hour" for J-Drama fans, when the latest simulcasts finally hit the servers.
His inbox chirped. It was a message from a college student in Brazil: "I started learning Japanese because of your reviews. I felt lonely until I watched the show you recommended. Thank you for showing us this world."
