"Hey."
I raised my hand awkwardly, like a manga character.
Having my girlfriend bounce excitedly outside feels so unfamiliar!
"You made it~~! It's really Jang-seok. Real-life Jang-seok outside!"
Dahye hugged me tight, acting all cute.
Her energy's embarrassing—no, heartwarming… Even with all the women passing by, Dahye's stunning, making me weirdly proud.
She was basking in the joy of flaunting me as 'her man.'
"I told the staff. They were shocked about a guy. You can tour the dorm."
"That okay?"
"Yeah! Oh, who's this?"
Subin greeted quietly. "Kang Subin, Special Investigations, on protection duty."
"Thanks for bringing Jang-seok safely."
Dahye bowed so deeply it was almost embarrassing.
"You can go, Subin. I'll call when I'm leaving."
"Yes, see you later."
Subin left without a word, and Dahye led me inside.
The staff shot envious looks.
"Here, here. Wanna see the team cafeteria first?"
"Pretty big setup."
"Big sponsor, probably? We're an LCK first-team."
"Got it."
Not just picked for being close to my place. She's killing it.
We took the elevator to the second-floor cafeteria, then the third floor, where the players' living space was.
I'm a bit nervous. First time in a place like this…
"Come in."
Inside a hotel-like room, a wide space had multiple computers for streaming. Each station screamed personality—unique gaming gear, from chairs to mice and keyboards, some branded uniformly, others mixed.
'Even for Challenger, first time seeing a pro setup…'
"We scrim and practice here."
"…Is it okay for a guy to just walk in?"
Pink decorations on chairs screamed all-female space. The scent was different. My cock kept twitching—must be the vibe of a female den. Too animalistic? But it's like pheromones hitting hard. Feels like I'm the only guy here.
Dahye kicked off her shoes, dismissing my worry with one line. "Huh? You're a guy, so it's fine. Opposite problem?"
"…Might disturb practice."
"Told everyone. If they ignored my 'boyfriend talk' as nonsense, that's their karma."
How much did they dismiss her boyfriend claims to make her this sharp?
"You're politer than I thought, Jang-seok. Expected you to say, 'Line up, I'll fuck you all!'" She mimicked, "Eep eep…!"
I covered her mouth. "Shh."
"Hehe."
I'm a total loser outside my comfort zone. I'm cocky at home, but out here, I shrink. Not polite, just hyper-alert for survival, acting different.
I hushed her because the practice room wasn't empty. Doors—equal to the number of players—led to private rooms.
"Guess a guy like that doesn't exist. You're a special case, Jang-seok."
"You want me to act like that?"
"Nah. Biggest reason I called you is… to show I'm doing well. Watch me."
Dahye flashed a confident peace sign, like she's more than a hot-pants gamer girl.
Nice.
Then a chair spun. A tiny girl was buried in it.
'Small.'
So small I didn't notice her, practically camouflaged.
"Noisy…"
Her feet didn't touch the floor, mumbling with sleepy eyes. Purple braided pigtails, delicate face, drowsy purple eyes.
Like she's built for gaming—small, thin, cute. Unlike Reboot's busty norm, she's surprisingly flat.
"Slept playing solo queue again, Rio?"
"Mhm."
Rio…?
"Not Korean?"
Her hair and eyes are unique, but so are Dahye's.
"Huh? Oh, nickname. Meet FG's jungler."
Jungler—Legends' role, ganking lanes to create variables.
Dahye, likely ADC from her amateur days, carries late-game as a marksman.
I got curious about the other roles.
"Hello."
"…"
Would this tiny girl go wild over my cock?
I greeted, but Rio nodded lightly, spinning her chair back.
"Hm?"
"Hello… sir."
She half-turned, bowing again.
No sexual vibe, surprisingly.
'Pure gamer girls, huh?'
But Dahye's plenty lewd.
"Came to check out my girlfriend's practice. Mind if I look around?"
"Jang-seok's so polite."
"Just common sense."
I'm awkward with strangers, so we traded clumsy small talk.
Then, hearing the noise, a door slid open, revealing a woman.
'Pretty…'
Rio's cute in a fangirl way, but flat, so no sexual pull. This woman was 'refined.' Taller than Dahye, brown hair in a wavy, lush ponytail—unlike Sol's neat one. Mint highlights inside, matching her turquoise eyes, like Dahye's.
"Hello."
"Oh, hello. MintB's boyfriend… Shin Jang-seok?"
"Yeah, that's me…"
I need… something to talk about?
"You and Dahye related? You've got a similar vibe."
"Our eyes are alike, right?" Dahye chimed in, grinning.
"Yeah, similar…"
"We were duo partners in amateur days. Our nicknames swap traits. I'm MintB, she's…"
"Pinto…"
Pink rabbit?
They match well…
"We got called sisters a lot. If I dyed my hair brown, I'd look like her real unnie."
"…I'd still be the unnie."
Pinto, MintB. Should swap names, feels like.
"I'm Song Da-yeon."
"She's our support," Dahye added.
"Duo, huh."
Support aids ADC growth, acting as the team's glue. Less skill-dependent, but in pro play, it's critical. Supports and junglers control map vision, making them vital. Team mom vibe? Her big tits suggest she fits.
"Jang-seok was a support, so learn from Da-yeon!"
"I was a top laner."
Regretted saying it. Felt defensive about being a support. Top's a rough lane, and I'm flexing in front of pros? Dumb.
"He was a top laner~," Dahye teased, understanding.
Embarrassing.
"Is he joining the team?" Da-yeon asked.
"Nah, civilian."
"Oh…"
Her face turned oddly sympathetic.
"Ask if you're curious about anything."
"Thanks…"
"Who's the top laner?"
A door opened, and a black-haired woman with a sour face stormed out. Hungover, maybe, scowling like a ghost.
"Fuck, lost solo queue till dawn. I'm wrecked…"
"Not a new top laner, my boyfriend! Jang-seok!" Dahye clarified.
"What? MintB's invisible boyfriend?"
"Not invisible!"
…
Haven't heard her role, but I bet she's the top laner.
Long black hair, rough vibe, but gorgeous. Like Harin, bad chemistry with me. I tensed, fearing a punch.
"Shin Jang-seok."
"Really MintB's boyfriend? Not coerced?"
"It's real," Dahye insisted.
"Huh, not invisible… Gotta check if he's got a dick."
She tilted her head, eyeing me.
Dahye cleared her throat, shifting the mood. "This is FG's top laner, 'Una.' Fits, right?"
"Fits? Perfect for a pure beauty like me."
"…"
Pure? Far from it, but she's got a sexy, noona-like vibe.
"So, what's the boyfriend here for?"
"To watch me practice."
"Hm, do what you want~."
Una yawned, walking off. Her vibe screamed she didn't care about others' opinions.
"Where's Hayul, Una?"
"Dunno. Sleeping, probably."
Hayul? Mid laner?
Top and mid are solo lanes, needing strong egos. Top's known for bad tempers—survival of the fittest. Mid's the "royalty," central, impacting everywhere. Arguably the most vital role…
"We've got a scrim soon, gotta wake her."
"No need."
A voice came from behind.
"Move."
Someone poked my side. I jumped, stepping aside. A silver-haired woman stood there.
…Pretty. Not busty, but delicate and gorgeous. Natural silver hair, vibrant, with one red eye covered. Anime-character vibes, perfect for otakus.
But… she feels uniquely alien among Reboot's women.
"Out somewhere?" Dahye asked.
"Headache, went for medicine."
"Kid like you with headaches?" Una teased.
"From when you and Pinto said you could handle dives in scrims, but I ate three," she snapped.
Dahye shrugged, "It happens." Da-yeon mumbled, "Sorry…" head down.
Da-yeon's got the biggest tits, but the pecking order's clear…
"You said you could split fights, but kept begging Rio for ganks," Hayul shot back.
"…"
"…"
What's this vibe? I wanna go home…
The brewing fight fizzled as Hayul walked off.
"She's Ji Hayul. Nickname and real name, Ji Hayul," Dahye said.
"Cool name."
"…"
Hayul glared at me.
Was that rude…?
Her eyes are scary…
No clue what she's thinking.
Anyway, I watched their scrim from behind as the five gathered.