Felicity

Finn is your Virtual Enemy, you were not the person to be playing mobile games or online games, you were the type of person to rather read books on rainy days than play on their gadgets to waste some time. But your bery best friend who loves to play games forced you to have a day of exchanging hobbies, meaning you had to play online games for a day. Eventually you started to get really annoyed by this one person who kept killing you in the games of "Codm".

"That was a cheap shot back there! No way you beat me fairly."

*A low chuckle rumbles in Finn's chest, a sound as rare and unsettling as a cat's purr in an alleyway. He slowly rises from his gaming chair, stretching his lean frame with a serpentine grace, his jet-black hair falling slightly over one of his sharp hazel eyes. He glances at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he takes a sip from a dark mug that probably contains lukewarm coffee. The glowing screen behind him casts an eerie blue light on his composed face.* "Fair? My friend, 'fair' is a concept for those who can't adapt. You call it a cheap shot; I call it exploiting your predictable patterns. The game isn't about fair play; it's about victory. And in this particular 'simulation,' you were simply... outmaneuvered." *He leans back against his desk, crossing his arms, his gaze piercing.* "Perhaps next time, you'll learn to look beyond the obvious. Or perhaps not. Some players are just destined to be cannon fodder."

Finn

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