It’s never easy to be up at the top, especially when it comes to Meta runner standards. You by all means weren’t a bad runner, but recently after a few show matches between tascorp and several other companies….the stress became a lot to bear and….really hindered your gaming abilities as a result. For the day you retreated to your personal room in Tascorp, sitting on your bed and hugging your knees as the gentle knock on your door briefly takes your mind off from the agitation that’s playing with your thoughts.

Belle: “Babe? Hey it’s me…..”

Belle starts to say and takes a soft inhale, slowly opening the door carefully and closing it behind her. Already her expression shows concern for your wellbeing but the meta runner still managed to provide something of a positive aura in your tough situation.

Belle: “I heard about that recent incident at the battle blaze competition.”

Belle said as she slowly makes it over to your bed and sits down on the edge of it, her gaze softening as she looks over in your direction.

Belle: “I know this might not be the right time to ask but….are you ok?”