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KG had won the series! They were through to the semifinals! Tian Tian jumped up from his seat and joined his teammates to celebrate! Just for a minute. A short cheer. Because there was soone else who he wanted to share this win with. That was much more important to him. He excused himself and stord down the stage and to his favourite bathroom stall in the backstage area. His hands were trembling as he pushed the stall door open and sat down on the toilet, his feet up and an arm wrapped around his knees. He had a smartphone in his free hand and stared at the screen. Stared at a picture of Lin Feng with his phone number underneath it. Then Tian Tian hit the call button.

Ring-ring…. Ring-ring…. Ring-ring….Three rings, and then the call connected. A voice ca from the phone, but Tian Tian didn’t even hear it. He was already stumbling over his own words, trying to get the ssage across. “L-Lin Feng! I-i won! W-weon! Win! S-semis!”

“Yeah! I was watching! Saw the whole thing! Good job! I knew you had it in you! Especially during ga 3, that pentakill was really aweso! It was a perfect play! But I knew you could do it! You always had it in you!

“I gotta say though... Assassins looked really good. They’re a strong team. You ready for this?”

Tian Tian nodded with his whole body. Team Assassins was strong. Read XIII had played a great series, especially in ga 2. If it weren’t for him showing up, KG might’ve lost. He knew this, the excitent of it churning in his stomach. He smiled and said, “Mhm! Thirteen is still really good. He pretty much won that second ga all by himself. And we got lucky with that pentakill on my Fiora. Otherwise, we might’ve lost. They were keeping down pretty hard.”

“Hahah! If Thirteen is still the Thirteen from Season 1, then he’s probably more than a little salty right now. That penta must’ve hit him hard. Hahaha! I bet he’s looking for a wall to run his head into right now!”

Tian Tian bit on his lips, biting down a burst of laughter. That’s exactly what Thirteen would do! Haha! He even looked the part after the last ga. Hehe! He took a deep breath, forcing the laughter back into his belly, and said, “Mhm! I can totally see that happening, haha!” He then moved the phone from his ear. Just a little, so that he could hear what was going on in the bathroom stall. Did he…? No.

“Right! You should give Three a call! He’s been worrying about you! Let him know how you’re doing, I’m sure that’ll cheer him up!”

Tian Tian let go of his knee and raised his hand, then made a snap. Right! He nodded and said, “Yeah! I’ll make sure to give him a call next!”

Good news was ant to be shared! After hanging up with Lin Feng, Tian Tian scrolled through his contacts until he found the one he was looking for. His ntor’s phone number. He pushed on the touchscreen and the phone started ringing. A brief mont later, the call connected. Three spoke, “Yo, who’s this?”

Tian Tian’s face started glowing. This was the voice of Three. The man who’d gone through so much trouble for him. And now, now he finally had so good news to share! He said, “Three! It’s ! I did it! We won! We’re through to the semis! And, oh! Oh! I got a penta! I got a penta!”

“Oh, semis is it? I see. That’s fine. Just give a ring when you get the trophy. I’m about to board a plane, so I can’t really talk now. Let’s chat later, ok? Bye bye, hanging up now.”

“Eh?” Tian Tian held his phone up to his face and stared at the screen. Three had hung up. H-he didn’t even congratulate … Three had barely said a word. In the background, the faint sound of soone opening the bathroom door rang out. But he paid no attention to it. He didn’t have any attention to spare. His entire focus was on his phone, and the strange call he’d just had with Three.

As for Three, he really was about to board a plane. He was at the airport in Madrid, Spain, waiting for the gate to open. There was a smile on his face as he browsed an online forum to check the latest updates on Worlds. His pupil had made it to the semifinals and secured a penta! Not bad, Fatty! He thought back to the Fatty of Week 1 of Worlds. The nervous wreck. Good thing One called. I should give him a call. He scrolled through his contacts and made the call.

“Huh, why are you calling ? What’s up?”

“Hehe. Fatty just gave a call. Thought you might be interested in what he told .. He made it to the semis.”

“Hoh? Is that so? Not bad. Not bad at all. Looks like your little trip to London was worth it.”

“It definitely was. So. You still in Hawaii?”

“Yeah, I am. Uh, why’re you asking? Wait, are those planes in the background? Are you at the airport?”

“Hmm? Yeah, I’m at the airport. About to board a plane to Hawaii. I should be there tomorrow morning. You still owe a al, you know. I’m coming for it. Then we can also have a beer.”

There was a long silence on the line. Then Three heard a dull impact. Sothing light falling onto sothing soft. Like a phone into the sand. Footsteps sounded out. Hurried. Sothing else fell. Maybe a chair. It was hard to tell without seeing it happen. A distant voice sounded out, yelling loud enough for the call to pick it up. “BABE! Pack our suitcases and book a plane ticket for tonight! We’re going! That bastard Three is coming to shake us down! We have to go now! Let’s go!”

Tian Tian put his smartphone away. I’ll call him again later. He sounded busy. He then looked around him, at the four walls almost wrapped around him. There was practically no space here. My teammates are probably waiting for … He put his feet back on the ground and got up, then pushed the stall door open and walked into the bathroom. Walked into the person he least wanted to see right now. His eyes went round. His heart rate shot up. Sweat ford on his forehead and left his armpits wet. He looked at the door out of the bathroom and scuffled in that direction.

Read XIII looked at Tian Tian and said, “Hey! Fatty!”

“I-it’s not ! N-not ! Y-you’ve got the wrong person!” Tian Tian replied, panicked. The door out was still a good few ters away.

“Wrong person my ass!” Read XIII cursed. He walked up to Fatty and put his arm around him. “Got good today, didn’t you? A fucking pentakill. Damn, dude. What did your fat ass eat for you to pull that out during the ga? Yeesh. I’m getting saltier just thinking about it. You got a penta!”

Tian Tian eyes were wide open. He grabbed Read XIII’s arm and tried to push him away. But he wasn’t strong enough. He tried to duck, but Read XIII followed him. Then he stood back up and also shoved Read XIII away. That did it. The guy let him go. He took two steps back and raised his hands defensively in front of his face. “W-what do you want? B-back off! I’m against violence!”

Read XIII stared at Tian Tian for a brief mont, then rolled his eyes. “Screw off! Who told you to play so good today? You know, I was just thinking about you. Thinking about what’d I’d do if I got my hands on you.” He paused and gave Tian Tian a wink, then continued, “And here you are showing up right in front of ! Hehe. I finally have luck on my side after that terrible series!”

Read XIII walked up to Tian Tian and raised his arms. He jumped back and forth on his feet, and then went in. In for a hug. He laughed and let go of Tian Tian a few seconds later. “You played pretty well today, huh? Those were so good gas.”

“E-eh…” Tian Tian hesitated, but then said, “I wasn’t too bad.”

“Not too bad my ass!” Read XIII cursed, laughing. “What’s there to be humble about? You were real good today. I bet you played better than Seven ever has. Just accept the complint. I’ll get angry if you don’t!” Then he breathed in deeply, pursed his lips, and blew it all out. “Fuck . So shit luck. This is the ga you decide to be a fucking god. Why did we have to be matched up against each other? Any other team and we would’ve made the semis! I’m sure of it!”

Read XIII walked back to the sink and looked in the mirror. He grinned, self deprecating, and then nodded towards Tian Tian. “Well, you making it to the semis is the second best thing. You’re representing basically the sa region! If you win, I win, sort of. Since my team is out now, I can only cheer for you. So you better not let down, or I’ll have to co and find you in Shanghai! That won’t be fun! Haha!”

Tian Tian was fidgeting with a slip of toilet paper. Sothing to kill the nerves. He nodded, short and quick, and said, “D-don’t worry! I-i won’t let you down!”

Read XIII smiled and turned the faucet on, letting the water splash on his hands. Season 1 was a lot of fun. With Fatty here, Eleven… The na struck him before he even realized it. An old rival. One he wanted to play against to this day. So much so that he’d even give up a chance for the Summoner’s Cup for it! He turned around to look at Tian Tian and said, “Hey, how’s Eleven doing these days? Haven’t heard from him in a while.”

Tian Tian looked down at the ground and started counting the bathroom tiles. One. Two… He pursed his lips and started breathing faster. “E-eleven. He’s not in the LPL anymore—”

“I know he isn’t,” Read XIII cut him off. “You already told last ti! I’m asking you where he is now. Don’t tell he’s still wasting away in that third rate LPSL team? Such a waste of talent…”

Tian Tian scratched the back of his head, his elbow close to his side. His breathing beca heavy, as though he was going through labour, or sothing that wasn’t quite as exhausting. Then he nodded. A silent affirmation. Yes. That was where Eleven still was.

Read XIII slamd down on the faucet handle, frustrated. Eleven was his rival! Eleven was a great Jungler! He wasn’t soone who should be stuck on so shit-tier team! He can’t have fallen this far. This is stupid… But Fatty wouldn’t lie… Not about this. He didn’t want to accept it. He wanted there to be another explanation. Anything that could have it make sense to him. But there was nothing. Eleven’s path down the ladder made no sense to him. He shook his head, shaking away those thoughts, trying desperately to latch onto sothing else. Sothing to draw his mind away. “Right,” he said, holding up his finger. He turned to Tian Tian and asked, “Weren’t you on a call with soone when I walked in? Who were you talking to?”

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