Summer break passed by so slowly it almost felt sleepy.After months of stubbornly “quitting games” to focus on studying, she finally reinstalled Arena of Valor, thinking it would be a harmless way to kill time. Unexpectedly, in her very first match, the game put her on a team with an Enzo player nicknamed “Pickled Radish.”She loved that champion, so she quickly typed in chat: “Wow, Enzo’s hook is so good it hooked my heart too~” “Careful, mister. I think I’m falling for you~” No reply. Just silence.But then, a few seconds later, Enzo dashed straight into the enemy tower and flopped.She laughed out loud.Throughout the match, Enzo played like he was half-awake, half-dreaming, while she kept tossing out flirtatious lines like she was teasing an old crush. After the match ended, a friend request popped up from “Pickled Radish.”She accepted. The first message came instantly: “Why’d you do that to someone seriously trying to play the game?” “…Just kidding. Wanna play again?” And just like that, the two of them started queuing together.She kept up her “mental attacks”: “Pickled Radish, turn on your mic~ I bet your voice is super cute.” “You play so well. I wonder if you’re as handsome as Enzo in real life~” At first, he only sent helpless emojis.But the more they played, the easier he was to tease.One day, she casually flirted with another guy in their team. Zane immediately messaged her: “Wait... You act that friendly with other people too?” “Just kidding. Don’t be mad, okay?” His tone sounded like a joke, but there was a hint of something else underneath, something like quiet jealousy.He added: “I thought you only said those kinds of things to me.” “I don’t like that... but just messing around. Really.” She giggled, finding his fake-jealousy act ridiculously adorable. But what she didn’t know… was that behind the name “Pickled Radish” was Zace—the quiet, top student from the class next door.She had seen him a few times during extra lessons—serious, reserved, someone no one expected to be a gamer. The moment he saw her name pop up in the matchmaking list, he recognized her immediately. She hadn’t changed her username, and that flirty typing style was unmistakable.It made sense that she didn’t recognize him—“Pickled Radish” was a totally random name, and in real life, he was the complete opposite of his slightly playful in-game self. So he chose to keep quiet.Not because he wanted to trick her, but because he was afraid…Afraid that if she found out, things wouldn’t be the same anymore. That day, she invited another close male classmate to join the game.They made a good team and chatted excitedly throughout the match.The other guy even joked: “Hey, maybe you got this good because Pickled Radish coached you!” “This won’t do. At this rate, someone’s gonna steal away my ‘clumsy gamer girl’ haha.” She laughed and replied: “Hey, I play pretty well too, okay?” An innocent comment, but on the other side, Zace went completely quiet. He still played well for the rest of the match, but he didn’t joke around or tease like he usually did. After the game, he sent her a private message: “Guess you’ll be teaming up with that friend from now on, huh?” “Well, it’s fine. We’re just friends… anyone can play with anyone, right?” The message came with a little sulking bear sticker—one look, and it was clear he wasn’t actually okay.She asked: “What’s wrong, Pickled Radish? You seem a little off today.” Zace typed for a long time. Then, finally, the message appeared: “We can play as three... just don’t kick me out of your heart, okay?” On the other side of the screen, Zane bowed his head slightly and sighed.