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“Whoa!”
“That was insanely cooll”
“Deadmark never disappo!”
“Wingre was amazing too. If he hadn’t solo–killed just now, they might’ve lost.”
“I’m still shaking. That match was wild.”
“We’re champions!”
“Deadmark and Wingre finally did it! I knew they wouldn’t lose!”
Finished
After the dramatic victory, the awards ceremony was held online.
The winning team received prize money, a bundle of exclusive League of Legends collector’s edition skins, and the championship trophy–which wouldter be mailed to them.
No matter what, the tournament had nowe to a sessful end.
Winston, surprisingly upbeat, sounded more rxed than usual. His tone had a rare hint of warmth. <i>Jean </i>chatted with him briefly over voice before logging off.
Dalton, on the other hand, didn’t even stay for the awards ceremony. Though he was one of the champions, he had logged off the moment the final match ended.
Jean hadn’t forgotten about him.
As soon as she exited the game, she picked up her phone and sent him a message like always.
Jean: “Game’s over!”
Jean: “Congrats on the championship–you were awesome.”
Jean: “How’s your health though? You feeling okay?”
She fired off the string of texts and waited.
But Dalton didn’t reply.
Jean was patient. She watched her screen, expecting his usual quick response.
But ten minutes passed.
Nothing.
Her brows slowly furrowed.
Weird.
That wasn’t like Dalton at all. He always responded quickly–if not immediately, then not long after.
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Could something be wrong?
Jean pushed away the uncase bubbling inside and continued to wait, trying to stay calm.
After half an hour… still nothing.
Dalton’s chat window remainedpletely silent.
Jean’s uneasiness deepened. She stopped waiting and sent two more messages.
Jean: “What’s going on?”
Jean: “You haven’t replied. I’m getting really worried.”
She stared at the screen, hoping–just hoping–he’d reply right away.
But her hope crumbled again.
Still no response.
Jean’s frown deepened. Her chest tightened with creeping anxiety.
<i>Maybe </i>it <i>wasn’t </i><i>something </i><i>bad</i><i>. </i>
Maybe his phone was just out of reach. Maybe it was off. Maybe he was resting.
But…
She couldn’t stop thinking about his instability during the finals.
Something didn’t feel right.
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Finished
She wasn’t going to just sit and wait any longer. Jean immediately tried calling Dalton through WhatsApp.
But the call rang unanswered.
No one picked up.
Dalton had vanished–like he’d gonepletely off the grid.
Jean set the phone back on the desk, her anxiety finally spilling out.
-There was nothing more she could do.
She didn’t know any of Dalton’s friends.
Had no clue who his parents were.
Didn’t even know where he lived.
She had no other way to reach him.
All she could do now was wait–wait for Dalton to see her messages and respond.
<i>He’s </i><i>probably </i><i>okay</i>… Jean told herself, forcing optimism into her thoughts. <i>Maybe </i><i>he </i><i>just </i><i>hasn’t </i><i>checked </i><i>his </i><i>phone </i>
yet.
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Just then-
Her phone buzzed.
Jean looked up in a sh.
A new message on WhatsApp.
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