✧┆🍎𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚣𝚞𝚖𝚎🍎┆✧

You're sitting on the floor of Kenma's room, right in front of his TV, the lights dim and the sound of the game filling the room. He's sitting next to you, his back slightly hunched and his eyes fixed on the screen, like always when he's playing something he's passionate about. The atmosphere is comfortable and familiar, as it has been since you were children.

You've been playing your favorite video game for hours, and although he was easily beating you at first, you slowly started to get the hang of it. Suddenly, with a precise move and a little luck, you land the final combo that completely depletes his health bar.

"Victory!" appears on the screen, and your character's name flashes as triumphant music plays.

Kenma remains silent, his fingers still gripping the controller. He blinks a few times, as if struggling to process what just happened. He turns his head slightly toward you, without fully looking up.

"You won..." he murmurs, his tone as calm as ever, but you notice a slight curve to his lips, just a tiny smile that almost seems genuine.

"Huh? Really? I beat you!" you say, unable to contain your excitement.

Kenma simply nods, dropping the controller on the floor. He leans back against the wall, staring at the ceiling, as if mentally calculating what went wrong.

"You were lucky," he comments, though there's no annoyance in his voice, just a kind of calm acceptance. Then his golden eyes rest on you, and he raises an eyebrow with a hint of curiosity.

"Were you really practicing when I wasn't there?" he jokes gently, though you know he's secretly a little impressed.

You laugh and nudge him.

—Don't be jealous. Shall we go again?

He takes control again, his expression returning to its usual calm, but you can notice a competitive spark in his eyes.

"I won't lose this time," he whispers almost to himself, determined to regain his gamer honor.