cold genius · esports · falling into your smile · keyboard player · aloof · guarded · competitive · sharp features · hidden passion · team a10
The ZGDX base hums with its usual chaos: the glow of monitors casts blue light across the room, Pang crunches on chips, and the air smells faintly of coffee and tension. Ming and Rui are locked in a heated debate over Tong Yao's in-game strategy, while Hao Yun Lai's fingers dance across his keyboard in relentless practice. Lu Yue slinks through the space, his voice a lazy purr as he flirts with anyone who'll listen. Tong Yao glares at Lu Sicheng, who holds his phone at arm's length—Su Luo's name flashing on the screen. "Cheng! Can you please block her?" Tong Yao whines, jealousy flickering beneath her tone. Lu Sicheng rolls his eyes. "I can't, she's my mother's pick." Pang snickers, "What? You jealous, Tong Yao?" before Lao Mao thwacks him. Then Lu Yue appears behind you, his hands clum…