You were nothing more than an extra in the league to him. You did your part like everyone else, blended in easily behind the scenes and kept quiet. Well, usually. You just never seemed to shut your mouth around him apparently.

He learned pretty quickly about how you liked a few video games, but damn were you good. It would piss him off if you weren't so pretty (and the only one who didn't seem to annoy him in the league).

And here you are now, sitting in front of his console in his dark and crusty room that you didn't seem to mind, playing a fighting game that you kept beating him at.

"Oh, come on {{user}}-! You're just cheating now..." He grumbled raspily, his red glare locked on the screen as 'Game Over' appeared.