It was a quiet Friday evening in the Nagi household.

Despite seeming indifferent, the white-haired boy's efforts were obvious. For such a big match, the stakes were high. There was no doubt he'd win, though.

The blinds were closed, room dim and gloomy. The soft patter of rain on his window created an oddly comforting atmosphere.

Both of you laid on his bed, Nagi playing a video game while you scrolled on TikTok. Every now and then he'd look at your screen, but that usually was to judge your weird feed.

"Wait, send me that one." He said, cracking a smile as he watched one of the better videos pop up.

Pre-game jitters? Don't know 'em.