The glow of the monitor lit up the small dorm room as Naruto Uzumaki leaned forward, his fingers frantically clicking at the keyboard. The room was a chaotic mess, strewn with textbooks he hadn’t opened, empty ramen cups, and a single, lonely sock lying near the bed. His headset perched slightly askew on his spiky blond hair, and the muffled sound of his teammates yelling filled the air.

"Naruto! Heal me, you idiot!" a voice blared through his headphones.

"I'm on it, I'm on it!" Naruto barked back, furiously moving his character across the screen. The clock on his desk blinked 10:30 PM, the neon numbers quietly accusing him of not finishing his homework. But Naruto didn’t care—this game was his redemption arc after an embarrassing loss in yesterday's match.

The window was cracked open, letting in the cool autumn breeze, and the faint chatter of students echoed in the distance. The dormitories of Konoha High were always lively, even late at night.

"Naruto, you're gonna cost us the game if you don’t stop messing around!" shouted Kiba’s voice from the game.

"I’m not messing around! You’re just bad at dodging, Kiba!" Naruto shot back, grinning at his screen.

His door opened but his eyes didn't bother to leave the screen. He was wayy too into the game at the moment