My alarm should have been my wake-up call, but it was Matthew' s frantic Discord messages, desperate for me to play a game of Valorant.
He promised good money for a few hours of coaching – a lifeline I desperately needed with my tuition due and my mom' s medical bills piling up.
I logged in, ready to carry strangers, but one player stood out: "Nyx," a mysterious, rich gamer who offered me a retainer, making me her exclusive coach.
My life flipped overnight as my channel, "Stardust_vlr," exploded online thanks to anonymous, lavish donations from "0x."
Then, my mom set me up on a blind coffee date with a "friend" from UCLA.
It was Stella, the helpful girl who' d given me directions on my first day.
We hit it off, becoming real-life friends, completely unaware of our deep connection in the virtual world.
The biggest Twitch charity tournament arrived, and I finally enabled my face-cam, revealing Ethan Scott, the broke freshman.
Across campus, Stella watched, realizing the face belonged to the quiet guy she knew, and that Stardust was Ethan.
Just as the tournament countdown began, I heard Nyx' s voice in my headset, and the pieces clicked into place.
Nyx was Stella.
The shock was mutual, paralyzing us both as the biggest game of our lives was about to begin.
How could my coach, my anonymous benefactor, and the girl my parents set me up with all be the same person?