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Honestly, you wouldn't believe me even if I showed you.
He had dark hair, blue eyes, and calves that I knew I would never achieve.
He was standing outside of a building, the moonlight shining on his leather jacket.
Facing face to face, I started to tremble. I could sense his chakra through his ripped shirt.
"Who.. who are you?", I asked.
"They call me Mr. Yasuo", he said.
"Why is that?", I stuttered out of utter fear.
"Wouldn't you like to know Sally?", he barked back.
I fell to the ground, trembling.
My name wasn't Sally, but the blatant disrespect I received from him made me feel his true presence. His raw form.
He was a Challenger player. I knew it.
He pulled out Smarties and began rubbing it together.
What was he doing, I thought..
He then opens up one end, puts it up to his mouth, sucks in air, and breathes out some kind of dust or smoke.
I stand up and our eyes met. He said "Pretty cool, huh?"
I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what I even witnessed. He turned candy into smoke.. This guy.. is an actual bad ass. I wish you could have seen it.
My words began to spill out of my mouth, I could no longer hold it in.
"What is your op.gg?" I begged.
He replied, "Oh, since you are a fan, let me show you."
He leans in, pulls out his phone, opens up the op.gg website, and pulls up his profile.
'Username: MrYasuo1337' 'Rank: Silver III' 'Winrate: 37%'
Confused, I ask "Why does it say you're Silver III?"
Immediately, I feel overwhelmed with his disgust filled eyes.
"Do you think I would let others see my true rank, bro? I'm not going to let these trash console players feel satisfied having me in their game."
... Silence
"Who.. who are you? Who are you really?"
He pauses, smirks, and looks me directly in the eye.
My body starts shaking.
"I'm you." I say to myself.
I laugh. Throw my candy on the floor, crush it with my feet, and walk away.. taking a last look of myself in the shiny glass window of the building next to me, before walking into the psych ward to check myself in.
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