༺ O-Oppa is Busy Today! ༻
Fuck.
I was in deep shit.
When Doah suddenly contacted , I imdiately set up an appointnt to play tomorrow.
Since I didn’t have enough Blue Essence to change nas yet, I jumped right into a match as soon as we finished texting.
I entered a norms in a hurry, but what I really should have done was spamming ARAM to get more BE quickly…
[cherriestastegood: DOAH#8721, send a friend request.]
Haaa. Average Yuumi player.
The fuck do they act so cocky for? All they do is just mount soone while spamming buttons.
Back in my first match…
This motherfucker got mad when I pointed out her mistake.
Fighting was the correct option there, the match could end in fifteen minutes if we won that fight.
I was literally ahead in gold, one more item and their bot was done. If that fucker did anything useful, we would’ve fucked over their jungler’s pathing then he’d be completely out of the ga and it’d be over.
Stop wasting my damn ti!
Seriously, I had no ti to spare!
I had to play at least eight matches until dawn.
Staying too long in an easy match like that was dumb.
Anyways, I thought speaking would be more comfortable than chatting, so I asked him to get on the voicecord, but…
[You’re already friends with that user.]
When I typed in his userna, the words appeared, making tilt my head.
I double checked, in case I made a typo, but apparently this was indeed his userna.
That ant this guy was already on my friend list…
So, I read his na once again.
“Doah… 8721…”
…Doah?
…That Kim Doah?
Suddenly feeling a shiver down my spine, I clicked on my friend list to look for Doah.
[Playing League of Legends]
I moved my cursor on top of it to see her play ti.
[19:32]
Even the ti she started playing was the sa as mine.
“…Ah, fuck. Hold on.”
It felt like I fucked up so bad that it was hard for to focus on the ga.
Fuck, that ant this Yuumi player was Doah?
[cherriestastegood: sir, why aren’t you sending your voicecord? scared?]
…Fuck yes, I was!
…Deadass!
As soon as I found out that this [cherriestastegood] was Doah, my head started spinning.
What should I do?
I just gave her my user, did she not notice it?
Since she hadn’t asked if I was Taemin or not, there was a possibility that she hadn’t noticed yet.
Wait, my Voicecord!
I needed to check its setting first!
Doah had her display current activity activated, which would appear when she played gas, but I didn’t.
On my profile, I just appeared offline.
Good, good.
I scrolled up the ga chat again to check my ssages.
So, I pinged her a lot, that was that…
As for swearing…
Well, I wasn’t the type to swear at others harshly, so I hadn’t said anything that crossed the line.
But, the ‘That’s only expected from Yuumi players’ part sounded rather harsh compared to the rest of them…
[cherriestastegood: sir, you said to get on the voicecord. why aren’t you sending a friend request?]
I was the one who picked a fight with her, but she was coming at like a raging bull.
[lIllIIlI: Ah, voicecord error]
Han Taemin, you fucking coward.
Do you even have balls?!
This made feel like I was the most cowardly person in the world, but it wasn’t like I had any choices!
There was no way I’d get on Voicecord and start a swearing match with her!
Our plan to play together tomorrow would be ruined, and things between us would turn awkward!
[cherriestastegood: what voicecord error lmao]
I felt as though my innermost thoughts were exposed, which pricked my conscience, but I wanted to get over this situation no matter what.
[lIllIIlI: Forget it. Let’s just focus on the ga. Go go]
Since we were preparing for a big teamfight, Doah no longer argued with or typed in the chat.
It was already late ga, and the match would imdiately end as soon as one side blundered.
Both teams were positioning themselves, trying to find an opening.
Since I thought we’d have a better chance of winning if I constantly poked them, I did just that and moved forward.
But they managed to open the fight first, realizing that they had no chance of winning if they kept getting poked out.
I had anticipated this to so degree, so I tried to kite them, but our team made a huge blunder.
God knows if it was because he was too slow to react or he just couldn’t position himself properly, but our midlaner got lock and bursted down in an instant. Thanks to that, the enemy got a lot of montum and chased us to the end.
Our team collapsed one by one.
While carrying Doah, I ran to the base as best I could.
But the outco didn’t change.
We were ultimately unable to defend the inhib and were forced to retreat. Our nexus was destroyed and we lost.
[ZOXYC: We could’ve won if it wasn’t for our braindead bot.]
Fuck you! We lost because you went braindead!
I was getting real tilted.
This wasn’t a ranked ga, I wouldn’t even gain any LP from this, but this whole thing was pissing off.
[cherriestastegood: sure~ if you weren’t dead, we would have already won~]
“Pfft.”
Yeah, you tell them, Doah.
Not Luka, not soone who was very cautious around , but the real Doah.
Seeing her true self like this felt refreshing.
I left the ga imdiately out of fear that I’d give myself away, then I took a short break and swept my forehead.
Anyway, how do I get out of this situation?
Should I just let it slide? I an, Doah didn’t seem to recognize anyway. Either way, I still had to prepare myself for the upcoming interrogation tomorrow, or hell, she might actually ask about it tonight.
I couldn’t use this account because the na [Lukatanismine] would be visible if she scrolled down even a little on my match history.
So I racked my brain and ca to a conclusion.
I played another norms.
Bringing ignite and ghost.
[I’m running it down! Go ahead, report !!!]
And that was how I got my main banned after successfully changing the na.
* * *
“Yawnnn~”
I could tell without looking in the mirror.
There were thick dark circles under my eyes.
My goal shifted from grinding to getting banned, so I ran around Summoner’s Rift without playing the ga properly like a psychopath.
Of course, I wasn’t just running around.
I did the most absurd plays I could while cursing at people.
It was also at that point that I realized I really shouldn’t be doing this.
Anyone could be a troll.
It was really hard for a normal person to pretend to be a psycho.
“Hey! Han Taemin!”
Before class began, I was dozing off in the corner of the classroom when I heard a voice I knew.
“What?”
The clubber, Yoonje, sat down next to with a wide grin as if in a good mood.
“Why do you look so down, man?”
“I’m just tired because I went to bed late.”
“…Because of a woman?”
This guy was the epito of a ‘womanizer’.
He was actually crazy about won.
“No. I was playing so gas.”
“Well, whatever, look at this.”
Yoonje held out his phone as if trying to show sothing.
“What’s this?”
“Isn’t she hot?”
As he made so much fuss, I glanced at the screen to find a picture of a typical Instagram influencer.
“Who’s this?”
“My female friend’s acquaintance, and she said she’d introduce this person to today.”
My instincts began tingling wildly.
This bastard was going to ask to do sothing again, wasn’t he?
“I see.”
“…Do you want to join ?”
“No.”
Hell no.
“Ah. Taemin, pweeeeasee.”
I knew it.
My instincts had never been wrong.
Yoonje bowed his head and made a praying posture by clasping his hands together.
“You can just sit down for an hour, after that you can go ho.”
“No. Why are you bringing when you and your friend are eting her acquaintance?”
Just go and have fun with them. Why the hell were you dragging into this.
“Because she’d only do it if I bring a good-looking friend of mine.”
“Then bring soone else.”
“Ah, I really wanted to do that, too. But my friend saw the picture I took with you and whined that she wanted to et you.”
Haaa… Seriously…
I knew I should stop interacting with soone like him, but he helped so much back when we were freshn, so it was difficult for to cut him off.
Besides, he wasn’t a bad person, he was just crazy about won.
“Is it today?”
“Yeah, today at 8pm.”
Then, I could just reject him since I had already promised Doah that we’d play at 9.
“…O-Oppa is busy today!”
Suddenly, a cracked voice echoed.
Yoonje and I simultaneously turned around to face the voice coming from behind.
Doah, wearing loose-fitting oversized clothes, stood behind us as if she had been listening to our conversation.
She turned her gaze toward , trying to prompt to agree with her words.
“…Right?”
If there was a chat window in reality, I would’ve spamd it with [Cute af].
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