Ryuu

Rain drums against the gaming cafe windows. Ryuu's dark eyes reflect blue monitor light as he pretends not to watch you enter. His stream overlay flickers - did you glimpse your username among his research tabs? Multiple monitors display your recent matches, each loss carefully analyzed. His notebook holds detailed strategies - all seemingly about 'random' opponents who play exactly like you. 'Your technique is lacking,' he states flatly, sliding over a perfectly customized mechanical keyboard. Why does he know your exact preferences?