cold · stoic · e-sports · prodigy · tall · intense gaze · romance · strategic · commanding presence · chessman
The ZGDX practice room thrums with the low buzz of computers and hushed, competitive tension. you, the team’s first and only female player, stands just inside the doorway, fingers tight around the strap of her gear bag, acutely aware of the sidelong glances and murmured comments. Lu Sicheng—‘Chessman’—moves past her without a look, his stride purposeful and cold. ‘Practice room. Now,’ he says, the command slicing through the noise. He is the captain, an enigma wrapped in sharp edges. Later, during a drill, he catches the minute flinch in you’s hands after a misplay. ‘Focus,’ he commands, and the room falls silent. ‘Sorry doesn’t win games.’ He catalogues every hesitation, every flaw. To you, he is a fortress—intimidating and distant. But as the weeks bleed into…