Don't Pretend to Be Good [Esports]

[Completed. Please add the author's upcoming novel, "I'm Not a Crybaby," to your collection. Kisses for everyone!] Before joining the Wildfire team, Zuo Tao did all the research he could on his idol. His idol liked people who were good at games, quiet, not very talkative, and well-behaved. Zuo Tao only fit the first requirement. From this, he reached a conclusion: If he wanted to win his idol over, he'd have to put on an act. -- To capture his idol's heart, Zuo Tao spent every day on edge, treading carefully, afraid he'd blurt out something that didn't fit his persona. Until one day, after a match, he kept up his well-behaved act through the post-match review. Once all his teammates had left, Zuo Tao couldn't hold back any longer. He lit a cigarette, planning to admire his idol's breathtaking plays again. Looking at the opposing team on the screen, he scoffed. "With all due respect, every one of you here is trash compared to my husband." Caught up in the moment, he hugged the match footage and shed tears as he watched, letting all kinds of dirty talk fly without thinking: "Waaah, my husband was so amazing today." "I want to kiss my husband so badly." "Ah, husband, give it to me from the front--" He looked up smugly, only to find his idol, Song Shihan, had returned. Zuo Tao froze in place, choking out a ring of smoke. His brain short-circuited, and he instinctively offered the cigarette with a meek smile. "Husband... want a puff?" As if he'd discovered something interesting, Song Shihan leaned against the doorframe, lifting an eyebrow. "What was that about giving it to you from the front?" -- Song Shihan discovered his new support player's little secret during his first month on the team. During his introduction, the player had been at pains to assure everyone he was "well-behaved, quiet, and not very talkative." After only a few sentences, his face had already gone bright red. He certainly seemed well-behaved. Until one day, while smoking on the balcony, Song Shihan saw that sweet little support player flip a sasaeng fan who'd been hanging around outside the team's base for days right over his shoulder. The move was so smooth and effortless that he had to be an old hand at it. He was cocky, scornful, and spoke like a troublemaker. "Tch. Idiot." Not well-behaved at all. And quite the actor. -- A few things to know before reading: 1. They're each other's first love. 2. No real-life inspirations, no real-life inspirations, no real-life inspirations. Important things must be said three times. 3. You don't need to have played games to enjoy this. It's mostly about a sweet romance~ 4. I'm a perennial Gold-ranked player in all kinds of MOBA games, and I'm terrible. The gaming parts may not be written very well. So let me repeat what's important: this is fundamentally a romance. Blurb screenshotted on November 2, 2021. Theme: Live well and keep striving.