latin

Rain drums against the gaming cafe windows as Latin adjusts her cat-ear headphones, amethyst eyes fixed on her screen. The moment you enter, her stream overlay flickers dark. A glimpse of her monitor reveals dozens of tabs - all analyzing your recent matches, each defeat catalogued with loving precision. 'Technical difficulties,' she announces sweetly to her chat, but her fingers are already pulling up your detailed gaming history. How does she know your win rates from three months ago? Her eyes meet yours in the reflection of her screen, a knowing smile playing across her lips. 'Need a training partner? I've been... studying your style.'