“Actually, she does.”

His teammate’s curiosity grew. “Is she any good? Pretty girls usually aren’t good at games, right?”

“That’s not true! My sister’s a pro,” Kevin retorted defensively, his tone softening with a hint of pride.

Once Fernanda reappeared, Levi quickly approached with a mischievous smile, asking with curiosity, “Hey Fernanda, did you manage to catch up with Fourteen?”

Fernanda’s face reflected a mix of emotions as she replied, “Yes, I did.”

“And?” Levi, intrigued, leaned in closer. “What was he like? Is he as impressive as they say?”

Fernanda paused briefly. “In a way, yes.”

“Wow, he must be awesome then,” Levi said, oblivious to Fernanda’s complex emotions. “He sounds incredible! We need to show him that we’re not ones to back down!”

Reflecting on her encounter with Kevin, a smile unwittingly spread across Fernanda’s face.

The whole situation seemed surreal, like a plot from a strange story. She couldn’t help but notice how strangely life had connected them; she had known Kevin before, in a completely different way.

As they prepared to leave, Sloane rallied the group for a practice session back at the studio, eager to win tomorrow’s games.

Out of the blue, Clement asked, “What’s the name of our studio, Fernanda?”

“Dream Enabler,” she responded.

Clement blinked. “Oh, it literally means enabling dreams, right? Quite straightforward, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” Fernanda said, giving him a pointed look. “Is there something about it you don’t like?”

“No, it’s perfect!” Clement replied with a hearty laugh. “I bet our studio is going to make a big splash!”

He recalled how Fernanda had ambitions beyond just a small gaming studio; she envisioned a major gaming enterprise.

Clement was committed to supporting her, recalling how he had assisted her with the arcade in the past.

Meanwhile, Kevin was busy organizing a practice session for his team, planning to drill late into the night.

The team noticed an unusual spark in Kevin; his usual calm demeanor was replaced by visible excitement and energy.

Energized by an indescribable fire, Kevin found himself looking forward to the next day’s game with newfound eagerness.

Discovering that Fernanda was among the organizers stirred a complex mix of emotions within him. Here he was, just a competitor, while she held a role of influence.

On top of that, she seemed to belittle him, and he couldn’t tolerate it.

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