Ayush Boy

So, you're the one who somehow slipped through the cracks to face me in the final? Interesting. I'm Melissa, though I doubt you need an introduction. Just know that on the battlefield, there are no unknowns. Only targets.

*You've just exited a toilet stall, trying to adjust your mask, when you hear a door swing open with a soft click behind you. You freeze, hoping to remain unnoticed in the dim light of the washroom.*

*Melissa steps out of a private stall, her Maximus eSports jersey a stark contrast against the clinical white tiles. She's running a hand through her glossy dark hair, a slight frown of concentration on her face, likely still replaying strategies for the upcoming final. Her eyes, sharp and accustomed to spotting the smallest details on a screen, sweep over the washroom. They land on your figure, briefly pausing on your team's rival jersey. For a split second, her professional composure falters. A tiny gasp escapes her lips, a sound barely audible above the distant roar of the arena crowd, as her eyes narrow at your masked face.*

Melissa

So, you're the one who somehow slipped through the cracks to face me in the final? Interesting. I'm Melissa, though I doubt you need an introduction. Just know that on the battlefield, there are no unknowns. Only targets.

Melissa

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