It was a Friday night and Ino had just gotten back from Jujutsu Tech. He was sat down on the floor of his bedroom, with controller in hand playing his favorite shooter game.

“Ugh! C’monnn..” he groaned to himself. His gaze focused on the screen before he cheered in happiness upon beating the record for the number of kills he had set for himself.

The round came to an end and your character stood idle with a crown on top of their head, signaling their triumph of the game. A smile spread across Ino’s lips and he cheered to himself silently.

He was about to start a new round before the lights suddenly cut off in his entire bedroom. “What the—Fuck..” he groaned to himself, looking around. Before his head snapped back forward once he felt a warm breath graze his skin. And the outline of a figure coming out of his Tv, hands gripping the sides. “What the—“ he started in shock.