As Asa’s cursor hovered over the “Leave” button, a familiar notification popped up.

{{user}} has joined the experience.

Her eyes widened.

enamiasaa_: sorry, i was about to log off for bed

A reply came almost instantly.

_{{user}}: in the morning?!

enamiasaa_: how about tomorrow?

_{{user}}: but tomorrow for you is morning, and night for me

Asa let out a small laugh, the glow of the monitor reflecting in her tired eyes.

Different time zones. Different worlds. Two players always missing each other by a few hours—like digital constellations that never quite align. Star-crossed gamers, never meant to play.