FLASHBACK

Ryu 'Keria' Min Seok slammed the fridge door shut, the metallic clang echoing in the empty kitchen. His eyes locked onto the list taped there, his name glaring, unmarked, at the bottom.

"Who the hell made this?" he hissed, his voice sharp as it broke the silence.

Lee 'Gumayusi' Min Hyung leaned over his shoulder, squinting at the paper. "You think they're serious?"

Moon 'Oner' Hyeon Jun snorted from across the room, reclining in his chair with that cocky grin of his. "Serious or not, we'll get you off that list. Easy."

The Genius Monster wasn't convinced. His heart hammered in his chest, and a pit formed in his stomach. It wasn't just a stupid list for him; it was his future. What if he remained unchecked forever? A loser in love, a target for endless teasing.

"It's not just a list, Hyeon Junnie," he muttered, swallowing the rising panic. "It's my future."

Choi 'Zeus' Woo Je, quiet as always, observed the chaos from the corner, an amused smirk tugging at the edges of his lips. Meanwhile, Lee 'Faker' Sang Hyeok slipped into the kitchen unnoticed, a faint grin creeping across his face. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he glanced at the list and then at Keria's panicked expression.

This was going to get interesting.

Present Day - T1 Locker Room

The hum of the air conditioning reverberated through the locker room, matching the stillness of the overcast morning. A soft drizzle tapped against the windows, a subtle reminder of Seoul's early spring. Inside, however, that calm atmosphere was about to clash with something much more charged.

Lee 'Gumayusi' Min Hyung leaned against his locker, wiping the last bit of sweat from his brow after their morning scrim. He flicked his towel into his locker effortlessly, glancing briefly at the clouded sky outside. "Rain," he muttered. "Great timing for a game day."

On the bench across from him, Choi 'Zeus' Woo Je sat with his face buried in his phone, scrolling with the unbothered patience of someone who wasn't in a rush to move. His expression remained cool as ever as if nothing outside his phone screen existed. Moon 'Oner' Hyeon Jun had just emerged from the showers, his wet hair dripping onto the floor, but he paid no mind, too busy grinning about something—likely trouble.

Ryu 'Keria' Min Seok had a distinct energy. He stood near the wall, arms crossed casually, looking far too at ease. His eyes were sharp with something more—something mischievous. He tilted his head, eyeing their top and bottom laners like he knew a secret they didn't.

"Hey, Min Hyeung-sshi," Keria called, breaking the silence. His voice had that familiar edge, the one he used right before chaos unfolded. "Seen this?"

Gumayusi straightened, his brow furrowing. "Seen what?"

The Genius Monster jerked his chin toward the bulletin board near their schedule, a smirk barely hidden under his feigned innocence. The AD Carry strolled over, narrowing his eyes at the paper pinned there. His stomach clenched as he read the names written in neat print: Sang Hyeok, Hyeon Jun, Min Seok, Woo Je—and his.

His and Zeus's names stood glaringly untouched, while three names had already been marked with thick, red lines—Faker, Oner, Keria. Gumayusi's jaw tightened. "You're kidding me," he muttered, leaning in closer.

Zeus glanced up, finally pulling his attention away from his phone as he stood next to his hyung. His brows knitted together. "This better not be what I think it is."

Keria, still leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, barely contained his grin. "What? Something wrong?" He feigned innocence, but the spark of mischief in his eyes was unmistakable.

Gumayusi turned on him, pointing at the list. "Is this one of your dumb pranks again?"

Keria shrugged, his smirk spreading wider. "Why would I do something like that? The last time I checked, I was the victim. Wouldn't want that to happen to anyone. I'm not that heartless."

Before Gumayusi could retort, Moon 'Oner' Hyeon Jun strolled in, toweling off his wet hair with a lazy grin. His laugh echoed through the room as he caught sight of the list. "Ah, they finally found the new list! I was wondering how long that'd take." He tossed the towel over Gumayusi's head. "You guys better step it up."

The gentle bear pulled the towel off his face, irritation bubbling up. "So, what, we're supposed to date by the end of the season? This is your idea of a joke?"

Zeus, ever calm and composed, but couldn't hide the tension building behind his eyes. "Why are we the only ones left uncrossed?"

Keria pushed off the wall, a teasing smile appearing. "Who knows? Maybe it's fate. Maybe it's just... you two sucking at relationships."

Gumayusi shot him a glare. "Fate? Really? May I remind you I went out with your sister just last month?"

Keria raised a brow. "Once, and it wasn't even a proper date. Ra-Ra said you spent half the time talking about your latest champion pick. Doesn't count."

Oner chuckled, leaning against the bench. "The man's got a point, Min Hyeung-sshi. Your dating life's about as hot as your Jhin pick."

Zeus, standing quiet until now, narrowed his eyes at the list. "Something's off about this."

Keria strolled over, patting Zeus on the back with exaggerated sympathy. "Off? Our maknae, it's just a bit of fun. Lighten up. Maybe a little motivation's what you need."

"Motivation for what?" Gumayusi crossed his arms, his voice edged with frustration.

Keria blinked, putting on an air of contemplation. "Who knows? Could be to get you out of that slump. Could be nothing." He shot a look at their jungler, who barely stifled another laugh.

Zeus scanned the room, suspicion starting to take root. "No, there's more to this."

The tension in the room shifted slightly, the playful jabs suddenly feeling a little too sharp. Even the owner of the rift stopped chuckling, his gaze shifting between the list and his teammates.

Keria's unassuming grin lingered—almost as if he was enjoying the unfolding chaos.

Before anyone could press further, the door opened, and Lee 'Faker' Sang Hyeok entered the room with his usual calm presence. He barely glanced at the list, offering only the smallest of raised eyebrows. His neutral expression remained unreadable as he walked to his locker.

"Sang Hyeok hyung," Gumayusi called out. "What do you make of this?"

Faker paused for a moment, then shrugged. "Another list? Haven't you learned what happened last time?"

The bot laner pouted. "My name's on it, hyung."

Faker's lips twitched in a ghost of a smile. "If it were me, I wouldn't worry so much."

Oner snorted. "Yeah, easy for hyung to say. Your name's already crossed off."

Faker's gaze lingered on the list, the corner of his mouth quirking slightly before he turned and left the room without another word. The uneasy silence returned, settling like the weight of the rainy sky outside.

T1's bot laner was the first to break it. "We're not leaving this to chance. We need a plan."

Their top laner nodded slowly, glaring at the uncrossed space next to his name. "We make a pact. By the end of the season, we get our names crossed off. No matter what."

Gumayusi extended his hand, his face resolute. "Deal."

They shook hands, sealing their pact, though a nagging suspicion remained. Were they taking control, or playing right into someone's trap?

Across the room, Keria leaned back, eyes dancing with amusement. This was going to be too much fun.

**

"So, do you play any games?" the god of thunder asked, his voice shaky as he fiddled with the edge of the tablecloth. The intimate restaurant, "Table for Four", nestled in the vibrant heart of Itaewon, hummed with soft chatter and the clinking of glasses. Dim, ambient lighting cast a gentle glow on the elegant décor—plush seating, tasteful artwork on the walls, and flickering candles on each table, making it a popular spot for casual first dates. It was a Wednesday evening, the clock approaching 5:30 PM, and outside, the city buzzed under a clear, starry sky.

"Not really. I'm more into reading and going to galleries," Soo Young replied, her playful smile gleaming like the sparkle in her sparkling water. She took a sip, her eyes lighting up as they danced across the restaurant. "What about you?"

"I—I mean, I play a bit. You know, sometimes. When I'm not, uh, studying..." Zeus stammered, heat creeping up his cheeks. The warmth of the atmosphere felt too intimate, too charged, as he struggled to maintain eye contact.

"Studying? For what? Your secret identity as a superhero?" she teased, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"More like my secret identity as a—"

"—a total nerd?" she finished, her playful tone making him squirm like a caught fish flopping about.

Zeus chuckled, half-embarrassed but oddly pleased. "Yeah, you got me there."

Soo Young leaned forward, her expression shifting from playful to genuinely curious. "So, what games do you actually play? I might surprise you with my knowledge."

Panic flooded him. What if she asked about his favorite champion? "Uh, well, I dabble in League of Legends, but I'm more into... um, puzzle games? You know, the ones that challenge your mind!" His voice trembled like the last note of a song fading away.

"Puzzle games? Interesting. I can't say I'm familiar, but I admire anyone who can solve a Rubik's Cube."

"Yeah! Well, it's kind of like strategizing in *League*... if you squint hard enough," he said, realizing too late how absurd it sounded, like trying to explain a complex equation to someone who just asked for the time.

"So, is it more like playing a game or desperately trying to figure out your life?" Soo Young chuckled, clearly enjoying the mix of tension and humor.

He blinked, trying to recover. "Uh, definitely the game part. I mean, who doesn't love a good existential crisis?" He quickly glanced around, half-expecting someone to overhear.

Soo Young raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying his flustered state. "Just food? Not an existential crisis?"

The moment hung between them, and Zeus realized he'd somehow made it even more awkward. "You're right, it's just food," he said, trying to downplay his embarrassment. "Just food that definitely won't determine my future happiness, right?"

Soo Young leaned back, her expression shifting from playful to earnest. "Oh, don't worry. We can always order dessert if things go south."

"Dessert?" he echoed, panic rising. "I thought we were just getting to know each other!"

"Oh, we are. I just like to keep my options open. You know, in case you're as boring as I suspect."

"Boring?" he gasped, clutching his chest dramatically. "I'll have you know I'm the life of the party—if the party consists of a very small, very specific group of nerds!"

"Well, that explains a lot," she teased, her laughter infectious. "But hey, we'll see. I'll be the judge of your excitement levels."

"Great! Just don't call the authorities if I don't meet your standards," he said, half-joking. "I'm sure my mom would love a full report."

"We can have an intervention if necessary," Soo Young said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Maybe we'll stage a 'Get Choi Woo Je Off His Couch' campaign."

"That sounds terrifying! Just the thought of it makes me want to hide under a blanket with a gaming controller!"

Just then, the waiter appeared, breaking the moment. "Ready to order?"

"I'll have the seafood pasta," Zeus said, seizing the moment like it was a lifeline, his heart racing in time with the jazz playing softly in the background.

"Make it two!" Soo Young added with a confident smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We're in for a treat, right?"

His stomach dropped; the idea of sharing a meal suddenly felt too intimate, like they were diving into deep waters. "Uh, yeah! Right! I mean, it's just food, but—"

Soo Young leaned forward, her gaze piercing. "So, seafood pasta? Not a very bold choice, are we?"

"Just trying to play it safe here," he replied, feeling like he was backing down from a boss fight.

"You know, avoid food poisoning on a first date!"

"Ah, I see. Safety first, then! You're basically a culinary daredevil."

"Exactly! Next time, I'll go for the three-alarm chili," he quipped, half-serious.

Soo Young raised an eyebrow. "Three-alarm chili? Is that code for 'please call 911 if I can't handle it'?"

"No, no, it's code for 'please remind my mom to never trust my cooking again.'"

Soo Young laughed, and Zeus felt a flicker of relief wash over him. Maybe he wasn't doing so badly after all.

As the plates of seafood pasta arrived, gleaming with sauce, his heart raced. The waiter gently placed the dish in front of him. He could feel Soo Young's eyes on him, her playful smile dancing just at the edges of his peripheral vision.

"So," Soo Young said, her tone teasing, "you were saying something about not being bold?"

Before Zeus could answer, his hand, slick with sweat, fumbled the fork. It slipped from his grip, launching into his plate. The pasta flung up like a spring-loaded trap—tendrils of noodles and shrimp soaring in all directions.

Soo Young gasped, and Zeus froze, horrified, as a strand of pasta landed in her sparkling water, splashing it. A rogue shrimp ricocheted off the rim of her glass and skidded across the table before falling into her lap.

"I—uh—" Zeus stammered, his face burning. He reached for a napkin, knocking over his glass of water in the process. A tidal wave of liquid drenched the table, the linen cloth soaking it up like a sponge. "Oh no, I'm so sorry!"

Soo Young's eyes widened, but then—laughter. It started softly, then grew into a fit of giggles.

"Well," she said between breaths, dabbing at her dress with the napkin he handed her, "this is more exciting than puzzle games."

Zeus, eyes wide with horror, stared at the soggy pasta on the table. "I-I can order something else!" His voice cracked with panic.

"No way," she grinned, twirling a strand of noodle off her glass. "I like a little chaos on a first date."

--

Meanwhile, across town at Café Nuna, the atmosphere buzzed with energy. The quaint yet modern café had large windows that bathed the space in golden light from the setting sun, creating a cozy, inviting ambiance. Sleek wooden tables lined the walls, adorned with hanging plants that swayed gently in the breeze from the open door. It was a trendy spot in Apgujeong, Seoul's upscale district, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with sweet pastries.

"So, do you prefer climbing mountains or climbing the ranks in video games?" Min Seo asked, leaning back in her chair, arms crossed, with a smirk that could rival any pro gamer's face.

"Honestly? I'd rather climb mountains! I mean, who doesn't love fresh air and a bit of adventure?" the world-renowned bot laner replied, trying to project confidence but feeling like he was balancing on a tightrope in front of an audience.

"Oh really?" she replied, her tone skeptical, as if analyzing his every move in a game. "So you're saying you wouldn't miss the thrill of a good gaming session?"

"Of course not! I mean, gaming is great, but... hiking, hmmm... There's something about nature—" He paused, noticing her eyebrow raised like it was a challenge. "You know, the pixelated trees don't count as nature."

"Pixelated trees? Are we talking about Minecraft?" Min Seo shot back, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she leaned in, clearly enjoying his floundering.

Caught off guard, he chuckled. "Uh, well, sort of! But real trees have oxygen and—"

"—less lag?" she interrupted, the corner of her mouth twitching with barely contained laughter.

He felt his cheeks flush, realizing he might be losing ground in this playful duel. "Exactly! You get me!"

Min Seo leaned forward, intrigued. "But can you survive a weekend without your *League of Legends* fix?"

"Easily!" he boasted, though a twinge of panic gnawed at him. "I mean, I'd just take my phone and download a few games to, uh, keep me entertained."

"Sounds like you're more dependent than you'd like to admit," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

He shifted, feeling uncharacteristically awkward. "Well, maybe. But I could go without it. I mean, I'm great with people!"

"You know, some might say you're better at games than you are at flirting."

"Flirting? I'm just being charming!" he replied, trying to regain his footing.

"Charming, huh? You mean charmingly awkward," she shot back, laughter dancing in her eyes like the flickering candles around them.

Gumayusi buried his face in his hands, laughing despite himself. "Okay, you got me there! Maybe I'm a bit out of my element."

"A bit?" she said, her grin widening. "I'd say you're a whole new species of awkward! Like a baby deer trying to walk."

"Awkwardness is a skill!" he protested, mock-serious. "You should see me on stage during a tournament. I practically trip over my own feet!"

Min Seo chuckled, the sound bright and genuine. "Well, if that's your best foot forward, I can't wait to see what you do on a date!"

"You're just lucky you get the 'freshly caught in a net' version of me," he said, raising an eyebrow as he adjusted in his chair, the image of a fish out of water filling his mind.

"Maybe I'll catch you and throw you back later," she joked, a light laugh escaping her lips.

"Catch and release! Now that's my dating style!" he replied, a grin breaking through his embarrassment.

As they both chuckled, the waiter arrived, breaking the tension. "Ready to order?"

Gumayusi stammered, "Uh, I'll have the cheeseburger! No anchovies or anything weird on it!"

"A cheeseburger? Bold move," Min Seo quipped, her eyes alight with amusement.

Gumayusi shot her a faux-serious glare. "I could have gone for the spicy tuna salad, but I value my life."

"So you can flirt another day?" she replied, her smile teasing.

He laughed. "Exactly! We can't risk the charm dying here."

Gumayusi eyed his cheeseburger as the waiter set it down in front of him. The glistening bun threatened to slide right off the edge. He tried to project confidence, but the sheer size of the thing gave him pause. He'd ordered a classic, right? This looked like the final boss of burgers.

Min Seo watched him with a smirk, waiting for him to take the first bite. He reached for the burger, fingers sinking into the squishy bread. As soon as he lifted it, the entire sandwich tilted, and without warning, a tomato slice slid out like a landslide, splatting onto the plate below.

He hesitated, already feeling the pressure as Min Seo raised an amused eyebrow. "Everything okay over there?" she asked sweetly, clearly entertained by his struggle.

"Oh yeah, totally fine!" Gumayusi said with a nervous laugh. He attempted to take a bite, but the burger squished in his hands, and the lettuce escaped out the back.

Then, as if the universe decided to add insult to injury, the ketchup shot out the side, splattering his shirt. He froze, eyes wide, before quickly grabbing a napkin. "It's fine! I'm fine!" he said, half-laughing, half-panicking, as he desperately tried to dab away the stain.

Min Seo burst out laughing, almost spilling her drink. "Wow, I didn't realize a cheeseburger could put up such a fight! You sure you don't want to swap it for something... easier?"

Gumayusi sighed, slumping slightly in his chair. "I thought I was the one eating it, not the other way around."

"Hey, I admire your bravery," Min Seo teased, raising her glass. "Not everyone can take on a cheeseburger and live to tell the tale."

He couldn't help but laugh at that. "Yeah, well, I'll be sure to put that on my dating profile: Can barely handle basic food."

**

The T1 locker room buzzed with a low hum, the air thick with the scent of sweat and victory. It was a typical autumn afternoon in Seoul, the sun casting golden rays through the high windows while a gentle breeze rustled the nearby trees. Gumayusi and Zeus sat side by side on the bench, both looking like they'd just been handed a particularly difficult game.

"So, how did it go?" the top laner asked.

The bot laner deflated slightly, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know. I think I was charmingly awkward."

"Charming? More like a train wreck," Zeus groaned, burying his face in his hands. "I didn't even know how to eat pasta without spilling. I'm pretty sure I made a fool of myself." He peeked through his fingers, half-expecting to see a horde of paparazzi ready to publish his culinary blunders.

Keria leaned against his locker, a wide grin plastered across his face. "Let me guess—struck out again?" His tone dripped with the sweet nectar of schadenfreude.

Gumayusi shot him a glare that could slice through steel. "Not helpful, Min Seok-kie."

The genius supp chuckled, stepping forward and relishing their misery. "I heard the way you both talked. Good luck trying to impress girls when you can't even keep it together! You were like a pair of kittens at a dog show."

Oner sauntered over, his playful demeanor juxtaposed with the seriousness of their plight. "What did I tell you both? Just be yourselves!" He leaned against the locker next to them, trying to suppress his laughter. "I mean, how hard can it be? You've both got the charming looks."

"Yeah, thanks, Hyeon Junnie," the AD carry muttered, his voice rising. "Being ourselves got us nowhere."

Zeus nodded solemnly, his brows knitted in thought. "We need a game plan for next time. Maybe a cheat sheet or something?"

Their fluffy tiger tilted his head, feigning deep consideration. "How about a quick lesson in charm? Step one: Don't ask if she plays games. Step two: Don't accidentally slurp your pasta like a vacuum cleaner."

"I didn't slurp!" the maknae protested, flapping his hands in exasperation. "It was a delicate slurping sound."

"Yeah, delicate like a dying whale," Gumayusi quipped, unable to hold back a laugh.

Just then, the legendary mid laner walked in, placing his bag down with the grace of a seasoned pro. He glanced at the two slumped figures and raised an eyebrow, his expression as calm as ever. "You guys are overthinking it."

The gentle bear squinted, genuinely perplexed. "Wait, what's that supposed to mean?"

The mysterious penguin shrugged, turning to change out of his jacket as if they weren't drowning in a sea of emotional confusion. "Just think about it."

As he walked away, the room seemed to shift slightly, leaving a lingering tension behind.

"You think he means we're... trying too hard?" Zeus asked, clearly uncertain, his brows knitting together.

Keria, meanwhile, was suppressing his laughter, shoulders shaking. "Maybe you two should stop overthinking and just... enjoy yourselves."

Gumayusi groaned again, falling back against the bench like a deflated balloon. "At this rate, we'll never get our names crossed off that list."

Oner grinned, patting Min Hyeung on the back. "Look on the bright side! You guys have enough material for a sitcom at this point."

The prodigious monster's eyes sparkled. "I can see it now: 'The Awkward Adventures of Woo Je and Min Hyeung.' A romantic comedy where the lead characters can't even find the courage to order food!"

"Coming this fall on T1 Network!" the owner of the rift chimed in, pretending to read from an imaginary script. "Follow their hilarious misadventures as they navigate the treacherous waters of dating, only to find that seafood pasta is more dangerous than a Baron steal!"

"Not to mention the perilous danger of garlic bread," the god of thunder added, trying to keep a straight face. "One bite and you're either winning their heart or sending them running for the hills."

"You know, garlic breath is a real dealbreaker," Gumayusi mused, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "Maybe we should invest in mints for our next dates."

Oner raised an eyebrow. "Or, hear me out: we make it a rule to only go out for food that doesn't require utensils. Just stick to pizza and burgers."

"I can see it now," Keria said, leaning in as if narrating a movie trailer. "Watch as our heroes struggle to take bites without looking like they're auditioning for a food fight!"

Gumayusi clutched his stomach, laughing. "That's actually a solid plan. Less chance of looking like a mess."

"Exactly! Who can get embarrassed eating a slice of pizza?" Oner agreed, his enthusiasm growing. "Plus, if it all goes wrong, we can always blame the grease!"

"So, our strategy is basically to turn our dates into a food festival?" Zeus mused, a sly smile creeping onto his face. "I like it. But can we avoid the food truck with the mystery meat? I'm not ready for that kind of commitment."

Just then, the LoL legend poked his head back in, looking confused. "What's with all the food talk? Are you two planning a culinary disaster?"

Keria burst out laughing. "You could say that. Just don't expect an invite to the dinner party."

Faker shook his head, a small smile creeping onto his lips. "As long as there's no carbonara, I'm good."

Gumayusi leaned back against the bench, laughter still bubbling up. "At least we'll always have each other's back... and stomachs."

Zeus nodded, his expression lightening. "Well, if all else fails, we can form a support group for awkward daters."

Oner raised an eyebrow, a grin stretching across his face. "'Awkward Anonymous: Where the only requirement is to be a hot mess!'"

Keria couldn't help but clap his hands together. "Count me in! We can meet every week to share our failures and swap horror stories over... whatever we can manage to not spill!"

With the locker room filled with their laughter, the earlier tension dissipated like mist under the warm glow of camaraderie. Gumayusi and Zeus exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from despair to a renewed sense of hope and humor.

"You know," Zeus said, looking at Gumayusi, "if we keep this up, we might just become the most entertaining part of T1."

"True," Gumayusi replied, a wide grin breaking through. "And who knows? Maybe one day we'll write a best-selling book: 'The Art of Dating: How Not to Spill Pasta!'"

As their laughter echoed through the locker room, they realized that no matter how many awkward moments lay ahead, at least they had each other—and a hilarious tale to tell about it.

**

That evening was crisp, with the early autumn, air nipping at the skin—a harbinger of the approaching winter. Lee 'Gumayusi' Min Hyung sat across from Ji Won, a bright and bubbly girl whose adventurous spirit sharply contrasted with his more composed demeanor. They had decided to meet at a local arcade, where vibrant neon lights flickered like a carnival. The air buzzed with laughter, the blaring sounds of arcade machines creating an electric energy that made his heart race—and his palms sweat.

"Hey! You like to play video games?" Ji Won asked, her enthusiasm practically bouncing off the walls.

Gumayusi grinned, trying to maintain an air of effortless cool. "Oh, totally! I'm a legend in my circle." He leaned back, crossing his arms as if to embody that confidence.

She raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, her curls bouncing as she leaned closer. "A legend? Now I need to see some proof."

"How about a friendly competition?" he suggested, his bravado almost crumbling under the weight of expectation.

"Bring it on!" she laughed, her competitive spirit igniting a flicker of excitement in him.

As they approached the Dance Dance Revolution machine, he tried to look relaxed, but the stakes suddenly felt alarmingly high. "Just a warning: I'm pretty amazing at this." He puffed out his chest, hoping to project the aura of a seasoned gamer.

Ji Won smirked, her confidence unshakable. "We'll see about that."

The game began, and with each flashing arrow, the renowned bot laner felt the pressure mount. He missed several steps, tripping over his own feet like a newborn deer, while Ji Won glided effortlessly around him, her feet dancing with the grace of a ballet prodigy.

"Okay, maybe I'm a little rusty..." he forced a laugh, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he nearly collided with the machine, flailing to catch his balance. He waved his arms dramatically, trying to regain composure, but the audience around them was already snickering.

"Just admit it. I'm better than you!" Ji Won teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief, thoroughly enjoying his struggle.

"I'll get you next time!" he shot back, his competitive nature refusing to let him back down, even as he nearly stumbled again, quickly correcting his shaky stance.

--

Meanwhile, across town, Choi 'Zeus' Woo Je found himself in a cozy café, the soft glow of fairy lights wrapping the space in warmth. He sat with Nari, a girl whose love for photography matched her vibrant personality and who had a gift for drawing out stories from those around her. Outside, a drizzle began, tapping rhythmically against the window, adding to the intimate ambiance.

As they sat sipping their steaming mugs, Nari leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So, what's your favorite way to relax after a long day?"

The top laner froze, panic bubbling in his chest like soda about to overflow. "Um, well, I usually... play video games?" he said, feeling his face heat up as if he'd just walked into a match without warming up. "But only a little. You know, when I can."

"Nice! Do you stream or anything?" she asked, leaning closer, her interest piqued.

He stammered, wishing he could breathe without feeling like he was sinking. "I, uh... mostly just play casually. Nothing serious." The words tumbled out, each one more awkward than the last, while he fidgeted with his coffee cup, nearly knocking it over in his fluster.

"Oh, so you're not one of those hardcore players?" Nari teased, a playful smirk curling her lips, and Zeus felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back.

"No! I mean, yes! I can play seriously. I just don't all the time!" he babbled, making it sound like a desperate attempt at justification.

"What do you play, then?" she probed, leaning back as if preparing for a thrilling tale while Zeus desperately tried to recall his last gaming experience that didn't involve rage quitting.

"Um, mostly just... you know... casual stuff," he said, shifting uncomfortably in his chair, his leg tapping a nervous rhythm against the ground. Suddenly, he looked like a rabbit caught in headlights. "And Mario Kart! I'm, uh, pretty good at that."

"Oh! So you're saying you're a karting master?" Nari laughed, her eyes brightening.

"More like a karting disaster," he muttered, but Nari's laughter was infectious, easing his tension just a bit.

"I bet I could beat you!" she challenged, her playful grin igniting a spark of competitiveness in him.

"Is that a challenge?" he shot back, trying to match her playful energy. "Because I can lose at Mario Kart."

They both laughed, the awkwardness beginning to melt away like ice cream on a summer day. But just as Zeus felt he was gaining momentum, he leaned too far forward, accidentally knocking his cup over. Iced coffee splashed across the table, splattering Nari's arm and making her jump.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, scrambling to grab a napkin, only to knock over his chair in the process, landing with an awkward thud on the ground.

"Wow, smooth move, Casanova," Nari chuckled, wiping the cold driink from her arm, her laughter filling the air with warmth.

"Just trying to impress you with my athletic skills," he shot back, face burning as he fumbled to stand up and right his chair, but his feet tangled, and he fell back again, this time sitting on the floor, chuckling sheepishly.

"At this rate, you might be my favorite comedian!" Nari laughed, leaning down to help him up.

"I'll take that as a win!" he said, finally managing to right himself and his chair, his heart racing from the embarrassment but also the thrill of the moment.

--

Meanwhile, Gumayusi had just missed another step, launching himself off the DDR machine and nearly colliding with a group of amused onlookers. He flailed his arms, trying to regain his balance. "Okay, I'm not a legend!" he admitted, grinning sheepishly at Ji Won, who was doubled over with laughter.

"You should've seen that! It was like watching a giraffe on roller skates!" Ji Won said, wiping tears from her eyes.

"You know, I'm just trying to put on a show for you!" he shot back, feeling the embarrassment creeping back but also the joy of her infectious laughter.

The two of them shared a moment of ridiculousness, and he realized that despite the missteps and awkwardness, he was genuinely having fun.

As they both navigated their clumsy adventures—Gumayusi in the arcade and Zeus at the café—they began to embrace the hilarity of their situations, bonding over the shared experience of being hopelessly awkward in the pursuit of connection. It wasn't just about impressing anyone anymore; it was about enjoying the journey, one embarrassing moment at a time.

**

"Did your dates go as horribly as I imagine?" Keria asked, waltzing into the T1 locker room, a teasing grin plastered across his face.

Both Gumayusi and Zeus groaned, their expressions twisting with horror and frustration. "You want to know?" The top laner snapped, slumping against his locker, arms crossed like a sulking child.

"It was another disaster," The bot laner added, shaking his head as if trying to dispel the memories. "I think I'm just doomed to be single forever."

The genius monster chuckled. "Come on! It can't be that bad. I want details!" He leaned closer, eyes sparkling with anticipation like a kid before Christmas.

"Honestly, I might let you take a spin on that Dance Dance Revolution machine if you don't stop teasing us," Gumayusi shot back, half-joking but with a hint of annoyance. "You'd probably do better than I did, anyway."

"Deal! I'll take that dance-off any day," the world-renowned supp laughed, unfazed. "But really, what happened? Did you spill your drink again, Woo Je?"

"Yeah," their maknae muttered, rubbing his temples to ease the embarrassment. "And let's just say I've got some serious work to do on my social skills."

"Same here," Gumayusi sighed, crossing his arms defensively. "Every time I think I've got it figured out, I trip over my own feet—literally."

"Wasn't that last date supposed to be with that girl from the arcade?" Keria asked, feigning shock. "What was her name again?"

"Ji Won," Gumayusi groaned. "And let's just say, she didn't know what she was getting into. I made a complete fool of myself. I could practically hear the 'Game Over' music playing in my head."

"Seriously! I thought I was going to be smooth, but then I knocked over the drinks on my date's table," Zeus chimed in, shaking his head. "Good thing my date was a good sport. She just laughed and giggled telling me I was funny."

Keria erupted into laughter, clutching his sides. "Wow! You really know how to make a first impression, don't you?"

"Right?" Gumayusi added, rolling his eyes. "Next time, you should try to stay on your feet instead of on the floor."

Just then, their jungler strolled in, a relaxed smile on his face. "What's with all the long faces? Did you guys lose a match or something?" he teased, noticing their defeated expressions.

Keria quickly shifted the focus. "Just the usual dating disasters. These two need some serious practice!" he chimed in, laughter evident in his hazel-shaped eyes.

Oner raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Really? What happened?" He leaned against the locker next to Gumayusi, arms crossed as he listened.

"Let's just say we both struck out," Zeus said, glancing at Gumayusi, who nodded in agreement. "I thought I had it under control, but apparently, I don't know how to handle a simple dinner date."

"Yeah, and I tripped over my own feet while trying to impress the girl," Gumayusi added with a sheepish grin. "I'm pretty sure she'll be telling that story to her friends for weeks."

Oner chuckled, clearly entertained. "Sounds like you two could use some dating advice. Lucky for you, I'm here to help!"

"Please! We're desperate!" Zeus replied, folding his arms as if bracing for a lecture.

"Alright," Oner said, nodding thoughtfully. "First piece of advice: confidence is key. Even if you feel like a nervous wreck inside, act like you know what you're doing."

"Right, because pretending to know what I'm doing worked out for me last time," Gumayusi quipped, sarcasm lacing his voice.

"Second," Oner continued, undeterred, "focus on having fun. If you're enjoying yourself, your date will too. Don't put too much pressure on yourself to impress."

"Easier said than done," Zeus muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "What if I just embarrass myself again?"

"Then just laugh it off! It's not the end of the world," Oner replied, a grin spreading across his face. "Share your awkward moments. It can make you more relatable. Girls love a guy who can laugh at himself."

"Speaking of relatable, you should've seen the way I spilled drinks everywhere," Zeus said, waving his hands animatedly. "I practically created a coffee fountain!"

Keria burst into laughter again. "See? That's exactly the kind of story you need to share!"

Oner nodded. "And finally, don't be afraid to ask questions. Show genuine interest in your date. It takes the focus off you and helps build a connection."

"Questions? Like, 'What's your favorite color?'" Gumayusi replied, raising an eyebrow. "That's so cliché!"

"Not just that! Ask about her interests, her favorite games, what makes her laugh," Oner said, a thoughtful look on his face. "And make sure to listen!"

"Listen, huh?" Zeus mused, glancing at Gumayusi. "Sounds like something we could both work on."

"Exactly!" Oner clapped his hands together. "Just remember, even if things don't go perfectly, as long as you're both laughing, you've won half the battle."

The top and bot laner exchanged a glance, the initial spark of hope beginning to fade under the weight of their past failures. "What if we can't get past the embarrassment?"

Gumayusi asked, his voice lowering as uncertainty crept in.

"Yeah, what if it's a disaster every time?" Zeus added, anxiety swirling in his stomach.

Oner opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, the door swung open, and Faker stepped in, his expression unreadable. The atmosphere shifted; the playful banter was instantly replaced by heavy tension.

"Sounds like you boys had quite the day," he said, his tone calm yet cryptic, eyes piercing through the uncertainty hanging in the air.

Keria raised an eyebrow, sensing the shift. "You could say that. We're just trying to figure out how to not make fools of ourselves again."

Faker's lips curled slightly, but it was the kind of smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Sometimes, the hardest battles aren't on the Rift. They're right here," he said, gesturing between the three of them.

"What do you mean?" Zeus asked, a frown forming on his face. "Are you saying we should just give up?"

"Not at all," Faker replied, his voice steady. "But remember, when you think you're in control, there's always something—or someone—pulling the strings." He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in.

Gumayusi exchanged a wary look with Zeus; the playful banter now felt like a distant memory. "You think someone's messing with us?" he asked, the unease creeping back in.

Faker shrugged, his gaze distant. "Could be. Just keep your eyes open. The answers might be closer than you think."

As he turned to leave, a silence fell over the room, heavy with unspoken implications. Gumayusi and Zeus stood there, the remnants of their earlier laughter fading into an uneasy atmosphere, aware that their romantic disasters might be part of a larger game—one that was only just beginning.

**

The T1 practice arena buzzed with excitement, the hum of energy drinks and the rhythmic clatter of keyboards filling the air. Monitors flickered with colorful graphics as players locked in their focus. In the corner, a living legend sat quietly, his gaze scanning the room, exuding a quiet confidence that spoke volumes without a word. He observed his teammates, studying the dynamics unfolding like a play.

Zeus and Gumayusi strolled in, both looking worse for wear. The maknae's hair was a messy testament to another failed date, while the gentle bear wore a permanent scowl, clearly lost in thought.

"Hey, you two." Their mid laner's voice cut through the noise, calm and almost amused. "Tough day? Or still licking your wounds from your last... encounters?"

The top laner groaned. "Encounters? More like a disasters. I'm starting to think I should just stick to gaming. At least I don't trip over my words here."

"Seriously," the bottom laner added, half-joking, half-frustrated. "I've got nerves of steel in-game, but put me in front of someone, and it's like I forget how to talk."

Faker leaned back, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Funny how that works, isn't it? Sometimes, the most complex strategies happen off the Rift."

"What's that supposed to mean, Hyung?" Gumayusi squinted, sensing a deeper meaning behind Faker's words.

"Just that there's more going on than you think." His voice was casual, yet the glint in his eyes hinted at layers beneath. "You've been so focused on the list—maybe too focused."

Zeus crossed his arms, his mind racing. "You think someone's messing with us on purpose?"

Faker shrugged noncommittally. "Could be. But remember, if I were pulling the strings, I'd make sure you never knew where the next move was coming from."

As he stood to leave, he tossed a parting line over his shoulder. "Sometimes, the answers are right in front of you. It's just a matter of looking the right way."

Gumayusi and Zeus exchanged glances, their confusion mingling with suspicion. Faker was cryptic, but always for a reason. There was always something behind his words.

--

The real investigation began later in the locker room. Practice had ended, and it was time for the dating disasters to make their move. The tension from Faker's cryptic hints still lingered, but now they were zeroing in on another target—Oner.

"Okay," Gumayusi whispered, leaning against the lockers. "We've got to figure this out. And I think Hyeon Junnie knows something."

Zeus nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Hyung's been too quiet about the whole thing. If anyone's got the inside scoop, it's him."

Across the room, the person they were referring to sprawled on the couch, completely absorbed in a K-drama. Zeus gave Gumayusi a subtle nod—it was time.

"Yo, Hyeon Junnie!" Gumayusi called out, his voice casual as he strolled over. "Wanna jump into a scrimmage with us? We could use some of your... wisdom."

Their resident jungler barely looked up, half-focused on the screen. "I'm in the middle of something. Can't it wait?"

"We need your expertise, Hyeon Jun Hyung," Zeus chimed in, fighting to keep a straight face. "You know... relationship stuff."

That got Oner's attention. He paused his show, raising an eyebrow. "Relationship stuff? Thought we were done with this."

Gumayusi grinned. "Well, you've got a girlfriend, so we figured you might have some... advice. Particularly about this whole list situation."

At the mention of the list, Oner's eyes narrowed slightly, betraying his surprise. He shifted on the couch, trying to play it cool. "Ah. That list again."

Gumayusi wasn't buying it. "Yes. That list. Come on, you've heard the rumors. You've got to have some idea who's behind it."

For a moment, Oner hesitated, glancing around as if someone might be listening. "I don't know anything for sure," he said cautiously. "But if I had to guess... maybe someone who enjoys watching you squirm?"

Zeus leaned forward, the pieces starting to click together. "Like, say, Min Seok Hyung?"

Oner's lips curled into a small, knowing smile. "I didn't say that. But you didn't hear me deny it either."

Gumayusi groaned, rubbing his temples. "So, it IS Min Seok-kie. He must have plotted this with Mi Ra-Ya. I just know it."

Oner chuckled. "Hey, don't go confronting him just yet. He's not as clever as he thinks he is, but he's definitely enjoying this too much. Play it smart. He'll trip up on his own if you let him."

Zeus and Gumayusi exchanged another glance, a silent agreement passing between them.

"Thanks, bro. Dinner's on us.

"Oner grinned, leaning back in his seat. "I'll hold you to that."

As they left, the game plan was clear. They'd bide their time, watching Keria carefully. Soon enough, they'd have all the proof they needed. The MVP support thought he was pulling the strings, but Gumayusi and Zeus were ready to turn the tables—and when they did, he wouldn't see it coming.

--

"Let's end this," the Jayce specialist muttered, his jaw set, the locker room chatter barely registering in his ears.

The Jinx specialist gave a tight nod, his usual bravado tinged with something sharper. "We've been played long enough."

The air inside the locker room was thick with the scent of sweat and instant ramyeon, jerseys hanging haphazardly from hooks—a typical post-practice scene for T1. But beneath the easy laughter and playful jabs, tension simmered.

The Bard specialist sat on the bench, scrolling through his phone, completely at ease. That infuriating smugness radiated off him, making the bot laner's pulse thrum in his ears.

"Min Seok-kie!" he snapped, slicing through the easy banter in the room.

Keria's head lifted lazily, a grin already pulling at his lips as he looked up. "What's up? Need more dating tips? I'm thinking about starting a side gig."

The top laner stepped forward, eyes narrowing. "Cut the crap, Hyung. We know it's you."

The genius monster's grin widened, unbothered. "Me? Behind what? Your awful dating lives? I can't be responsible for everything." He tossed his phone aside, leaning back with infuriating nonchalance.

The bot laner clenched his fists at his sides. "The list. We're not stupid. We know you're behind it. All the prank dates? The setups? Everything."

The instigator chuckled, the sound dripping with amusement. "Oh, that? You're still stuck on that? I thought you two would've figured it out by now. C'mon, you know I don't get involved in petty games."

The way his eyes sparkled said otherwise.

Zeus frowned. "Then why does it feel like every time we're on a date, you're the one pulling the strings?"

"Because I'm just that good." Keria shrugged, a devilish smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You remember what happened last month, right? The prank on me with the 'mysterious' dating list? You two thought it was hilarious, didn't you?"

Gumayusi's eyes widened as the pieces clicked together. "Wait, you mean this was—"

"Revenge?" Keria finished, tilting his head as if savoring the moment. "Of course. I couldn't just let it slide. And honestly, watching you two stumble through those dates has been the highlight of my season."

Zeus could feel the heat rising in his chest, the humiliation settling in. "You ruined our dating lives over a prank?"

Keria flashed a full smile now, unapologetic. "Call it... a lesson in humility."

Gumayusi growled under his breath. "A lesson? Or just you messing with us for fun?"

Before Keria could respond, Faker's voice, low and unhurried, cut through the tension. "You've been playing his game this whole time. Didn't even realize it."

Gumayusi and Zeus whipped around to see Faker leaning against the lockers, arms crossed, a faint smirk on his face. He had been watching, silent but clearly amused by the unfolding drama.

Gumayusi's brow furrowed. "You knew?"

Faker shrugged, his tone as calm as ever. "I had an idea. You two were so focused on the list, you didn't even think to look at the bigger picture. Sometimes the obvious answer's right in front of you."

Zeus stared at him, stunned. "You let us walk right into this?"

Faker met his gaze, unbothered. "Sometimes you've got to let things play out. Makes life more interesting." His smirk deepened, barely there but enough to rile them.

"Interesting? We've been dragged through the mud!" Gumayusi complained, but his frustration was already slipping into reluctant amusement.

Keria let out a satisfied hum. "Exactly. And you've both been priceless to watch. Better than a rom-com, honestly."

Zeus exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose as laughter bubbled up despite himself. "Unbelievable. You've been playing us, and we didn't see it."

Gumayusi's shoulders shook with laughter. "We're idiots. We should've known the moment he suggested dating apps in Latin. That was the red flag, wasn't it?"

"Oh, absolutely," Keria grinned, puffing out his chest. "But to your credit, you two kept me entertained, so I'll consider the revenge complete." He winked. "For now."

As the tension finally broke into laughter, Oner strolled into the room, a curious look on his face. "What's going on in here? Did Min Hyeong finally figure out how to talk to girls?"

"Very funny," Gumayusi replied, still grinning. "No, just got played hard by Min Seok-kie here."

Oner shook his head with a knowing smile. "Should've seen that coming. You know MIn Seok and his twin are masters at stirring the pot. Mi Ra still has half the team convinced she's him sometimes. Guess it runs in the family."

Faker's chuckle was low and amused. "It's been good entertainment, though. You both walked into it. What's next? Min Seok-Ah setting you up on blind dates?"

Gumayusi threw up his hands in mock surrender. "At this rate? Wouldn't even be surprised. Our dating lives are officially a joke."

Zeus chuckled, shaking his head. "And we thought we were the pranksters. Turns out we're just the punchline."

The locker room erupted in shared laughter, the absurdity of the situation bringing the team closer together. Even as the jokes flew, the sting of Keria's prank began to fade, replaced by the lightness of camaraderie and the ridiculousness of it all.

Keria leaned back, basking in his victory. "Remember this next time you try to prank me. I play the long game, gentlemen."

The bot laner exchanged glances with Zeus, the corners of their mouths twitching. "Next time, you'll regret this."

"Yeah, we'll get you back," Zeus promised, his tone serious.

But as they all stood there, laughter echoing around them, the air buzzed with excitement for what was yet to come—more pranks, more dating disasters, and more laughter in the chaos of their lives.

EPILOGUE

"Did you really think they'd figure it out?" Mi-Ra asked, sliding into the booth across from her equally mischievous brother at Café Mamas. Her eyes sparkled with mischief.

Keria couldn't suppress a grin. "Honestly? I was hoping they'd catch on sooner. Watching Min Hyung and Woo Je squirm was priceless."

The café buzzed with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sweet scent of pastries, a warm ambiance contrasting perfectly with the mischief brewing between the twins. Mi-Ra leaned forward, eager for details.

"So, what happened next? Did they freak out?" she pressed, a playful smirk dancing on her lips.

"Oh, you should've seen it, Ra-Ra! At first, they thought it was just another prank. But when they realized I was behind the list, their faces were priceless! I could practically see the gears grinding in their heads."

Mi-Ra threw her head back, laughter spilling from her lips. "I love it! You know, you're not half bad at this prank game."

"Thanks to you," Keria said, adopting a mock-serious tone. "I'm just following your master plan."

"Of course! It was all my idea." She winked, savoring the moment. "But seriously, what's next?

Are we going to let them stew in their confusion a little longer?"

Keria leaned back, mischief igniting in his eyes. "I think it's time to prepare for their retaliation. They'll be gunning for payback, and I need to up my game."

Mi-Ra's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Oh? How do you plan to do that?"

"By involving Sang Hyeok hyung," he said, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

"Faker? That's genius!" she exclaimed. "Just think about it—he could drop vague hints that have them second-guessing everything."

Keria nodded, enthusiasm bubbling within him. "Exactly! Sang Hyeok hyung's the ultimate wildcard. He can play the sage, tossing them off balance. They'll wonder if there's more to this prank than just a silly list."

"And when they start panicking again," Mi-Ra added, laughter bubbling over, "we can sit back and enjoy the show. It'll be like a reality show—'The Prank Wars: Team Edition.'"

"Right?" Keria's eyes twinkled with mischief. "And we can have Sang Hyeok hyung suggest ridiculous team-building exercises—things that will make them question why they ever signed up for this dating fiasco."

The older twin clapped her hands together, barely able to contain her excitement. "I can already picture their faces! Let's get him on board tonight. This is going to be epic!"

As they plotted over steaming cups of coffee and delectable pastries, the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow across the café. They weren't just siblings; they were partners in mischief, united by their love for playful chaos.

"Okay, so we'll meet up with Sang Hyeok hyung after practice tomorrow?" Keria asked, his mind racing with ideas.

"Absolutely! I can't wait to see how this unfolds. But remember, we need to keep it subtle. We can't let them know we're pulling the strings," Mi-Ra replied, her expression turning serious for a moment.

Keria nodded, determination flashing in his eyes. "No one suspects the twins. We'll be the ghosts in their prank war."

As they left Café Mamas, laughter echoed around them—a perfect harmony of sibling mischief and anticipation. Together, they were ready to unleash their ultimate prank, with Faker as their unsuspecting accomplice.