"Fine," Ren said with a resigned sigh.
"Yes!" Leonel threw his hands in the air like he'd just won a boss fight.
"Watch me beat all of you," Isolde said, rubbing her palms together like an eager kid. But halfway through her excitement, she froze. Wait… I'm doing it again.
Her classmates once took her to a real-world festival. She remembered standing beside the boys, watching them show off while she cheered from the sidelines. But when she finally joined a game and almost won everything, the boys suddenly lost interest.
They called her party pooper,mood destroyer,insensitive. After that, she was never invited again.
Isolde coughed into her fist and changed her tone. "I mean… I-I'm not good at this. Please be easy on me. Tehehehe."
Leonel broke into hives. Ragnar just raised an eyebrow. Ren didn't even notice. He was busy checking the game's setup.
