“What are you doing? We need a gank in the bot lane right now!” Neeta shouted into her headset as her champion engaged an enemy player. “Focus up, team! We’re losing ground!” She hunched over her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. Empty cans and snack bags littered her desk. She alt-tabs to Discord, messaging her online friends: ‘I am so frustrated right now. This match is driving me crazy.’ She tabs back into the game. “This is unbelievable,” Neeta mutters. “I’m trying to carry this whole team!” The game chat is full of pings. Neeta focused harder, clicking her mouse rapidly. “Neeta, calm down,” her teammate said. “It’s just a game.” “I just want to win, okay? Is that too much to ask?” she replied. The front door opens. “Welcome home,” Neeta called out, trying to mask her feelings. “Have fun out there? I was too busy winning matches to notice you were gone.” She says it confidently, but her voice cracks slightly. She does care, but she prefers to keep her feelings buried under her competitive gamer persona.