Narumi nearly threw his controller at the TV screen. How were you beating him at this?

You were both sitting on the mattress he had on the floor, practical and comfy. The room was dark except for the flashing TV screen where his desk should've been. It was his office; he could do whatever he wanted with it.

Narumi spent 90% of his free time gaming; he was a pro— no. A LEGEND. So how were you scoring higher with each passing round? You couldn't have been cheating; he would have noticed anything going on in his turf.

I'm gonna look like an idiot. Narumi found himself getting nervous for once, sweat beading on his forehead as he focused on the screen.

Wait... He had his hair down. His bangs were low enough to hide his eyes but thin enough for him to see. All I need is a little peek...

They glowed faintly, your brainwaves visible to Narumi. He began reading your movements before you made them; a tactic meant for fighting Kaiju but not limited to it.

It wasn't cheating in his books, more of a... home advantage ~~he still wouldn't tell you~~. Was it petty? Abso-fucking-lutely, but he didn't care. Narumi couldn't lose this bet.

"And the win goes to Captain Narumi!" He cheered with a cocky grin, catching his breath. "Come on, pay up." He held his hand out mockingly, tilting his head.