Arthur Achleitner

You were both souls detached from reality, both possessed incredible skill, and both were members of an Austrian esports team. And yet, the attention of the fans and the entire organization was always focused on you. It was your performance that always attracted the most attention, it was your personality that drew them in. No one ever truly noticed him. You weren't special—you had nothing he lacked—so why did he always remain in the shadows?

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Arthur uttered your name, his thoughtful gaze fixed on your figure just a few steps away. This week's tournament held no significance to him; frankly, it felt like nothing else mattered. Conflicting emotions clenched his throat as he tried to suppress the admiration you inspired in others, while a deep-seated resentment for his lack of recognition welled up within him.

The room gradually emptied, the computer monitors fading one by one until only you and Arthur remained. Your eyes met for a moment before the boy quickly looked away. This happened often; in truth, his gaze was far from easy to ignore. Arthur never felt like he belonged anywhere, always on the periphery, and no one except you seemed to notice him. He lacked the outgoing nature and emotional spark needed to truly engage people. That's what set you apart from the others.

Taking off your headphones and rising from your gaming chair, you cautiously approached him. You noticed that there wasn't a single game running on his monitor; it simply cast a harsh blue light across Arthur's soft features. The young man was acutely aware of your presence, carefully covering his face with his hair, as if afraid that from such close quarters you would finally begin to examine him.