Rise

Stealing panties and driving through red, they’re just two of many actions that are heavily frowned upon in society. There are laws specifically written to stop people from committing these heinous acts! But the long arm of the law isn’t all-encompassing. This becomes especially evident in a game of League of Legends. There aren’t many rules in this game, or moral routes people are expected to follow. But there are a few. And right at the top, as the single most important law in all of League of Legends, it says: ‘Thou shalt not steal a pentakill from thine fellow players.’

Tang Bingyao had committed the eternal sin! She had stolen the pentakill that was rightfully An Xin’s! She fell back in her chair and stared at her monitor, lost. W-what… Why did I…? The game announcer’s voice still echoed in her head. Aced… Aced… It should’ve been BunBun’s pentakill! She chewed on the inside of her cheeks and glanced at An Xin. Is she mad? She is. She has to be! I’d be mad! Mhm! That was a penta! Her penta! And I stole it! I… I… She blinked away a tear and breathed in deeply. I stole it! Shit! She felt a knot twisting in her stomach and pulling tight. I have to… She turned her head to look at An Xin and said, “Ah… Uhm… BunBu—”

“NICE WORK, TANG TANG!” Lin Feng exclaimed, laughing. He patted Tang Bingyao on the shoulder and continued, “That was great! You stole BunBun’s penta! I couldn’t have done that any better myself! I was trying, but you actually did it! That was such a beautiful killsteal!” He briefly paused and scratched his nose. Then he opened his eyes wide and added, “I taught you how to killsteal! So this indirectly is also my killsteal! This is even better!”

An Xin shook her head and chuckled. She then slapped Lin Feng on the back of his head and said, “Don’t listen to this idiot, Tang Tang. It was a good kill secure. Yasuo might’ve escaped if you didn’t get that last hit in there.” She smiled and added, “It’s no big deal. It’s just a penta.”

Tang Bingyao’s eyes went wide and her mouth fell open a little. She’s not mad at me? Why isn’t she mad at me? I stole her penta! I… She muttered, “But I stole…”

“My penta? Yeah, maybe,” An Xin replied. She then shook her head and continued, “But really, you did the right thing there. Pentakills are meaningless. They don’t help you win the game. Kills do. Yasuo might’ve gotten away if you didn’t kill him there. Or maybe he got a kill and then died. But thanks to you he died before he could try anything else. This is the best outcome.”

Lin Feng watched the exchange between the two girls and scrunched his eyebrows. He scratched his ear and said, “Hey! What the… If I’d stolen your penta, you would’ve lost your shit! Why are you suddenly all nice? This is completely unfair!”

An Xin tilted her head a bit to look at Lin Feng and raised an eyebrow. The corners of her lips rose, yet there was no sparkle of joy in her eyes. She said, “HMM? Did you say something? Say it again! I dare you!”

“Yes, I dare!” Lin Feng argued back. He threw his hands up in the air and complained, “Whenever I steal a penta from you, you lose your shit! You get all mad at me! But when Tang Tang does it you’re all nice? This is completely unfair! You’re discriminating against me! Is it because I’m a guy? You’re being racist because I’m a guy! That’s it!”