Vol.2 Chapter 1

Vol.2 Chapter 1

Ring* Ring* Ring*

I woke up at the sound of my phone alarm ringing. I reach out to the small table beside my bed where I usually put it. It's still too early. I have one and a half hours before my class. I turned off the alarm and went back to sleep.

*Minutes later

My phone rang again, waking me up from my peaceful nap, albeit with a different tune. A tune I know quite well. I immediately answered the phone, adrenaline coursing through my veins.

“M-mom, I’m already awake, no need for sermons this early in the morning please,” I pleaded.

“Couldn’t fool me, Honey, I’ve been taking care of you ever since you were born. I know an excuse when I see one,” she expertly rebutted.

“Urk! F-fine, but I’m awake now, I’m going to get ready for school now so... bye! Love, ya!” I immediately ended the call before she could respond.

After the call, I begrudgingly tried to get off my bed. After a bit of hard work, I managed to accomplish the arduous task... barely.

God, I hate Mondays.

I proceeded to do my morning stretches and then got into the shower.

After drying with a towel, I positioned myself in front of the mirror to get changed into my attire. In front of me is the usual 5'9 tall black-haired girl I see every morning. I don’t think I’m growing as much as I want to. Well, I’m already tall enough as it is, but more growth is always welcome. On the contrary, my hair is getting long, I should probably cut it before our trip to LA.

After dressing up in my casual wear for school and brushing my longer-than-shoulder-length black hair to look more presentable, I went to the mini kitchen in my apartment and prepared breakfast. Pancakes and bacon were the choice for today, a combination of sweet and salty flavors that are sure to tickle my tastebuds.

I placed the meal I cooked in front of the dining table and called out in a moderately audible voice.

"T.V. on."

The television that was prompted by my voice command turned on. I usually have nothing better to watch so my TV is set to the current news when it opens. After opening, the TV showed a professional-looking female I am familiar with casting the news.

"In today’s gaming news, Champions of Andartha, the wildly popular VRMMORPG taking the VR industry by storm has announced its inaugural tournament exclusively for players under the age of 20. Dubbed 'The Champion's Brawl,' this thrilling event is set to take place in the vibrant city of LA, California. the decision to host a youth-focused tournament marks a strategic shift by the game developers, aiming to engage and spotlight the younger generation of gamers. Here is a replay of the announcement from the spokesperson for the Champions of Andartha team,” the newscaster broadcast.

The screen then showed a charismatic professional-looking man with his name and title plastered at the bottom of the screen.

"We're thrilled to provide a platform for the next generation of Champions of Andartha players to showcase their talents and passion for immersive VR gaming," exclaimed the spokesperson. "This tournament is a celebration of youthful ingenuity and skill, and we can't wait to witness the incredible feats of these young champions in ‘The Champion's Brawl'!" he declared as the crowd cheered in favor of the announcement.

What the heck! Don’t turn it into an upheaval for youth gaming or something! It is not the first to host a tournament with age restrictions so it's not that revolutionary!

This is bad! They are making such a big deal out of the tournament that it is starting to get on my nerves with how many people have their eyes on the event. This is not what I signed up for when I accepted Liz's offer to join her! Curse you CoA and your highly capable advertisement team!

I turned off the TV before it even spouted more nonsense about the overblown event. If I can’t see it, then it means it’s not real! Out of sight, out of mind; I thought as I attempted to escape reality.

I hurriedly finished my meal and then put the plates and utensils in the sink for me to wash later. I then brushed my teeth and did my final preparations before going out the door and pressing the button on the elevator door right in the hallway.

After waiting for a while, the elevator opened, revealing only two people riding it. Lucky for me the elevator is not cramped, it is quite rare to see it this spacious on a Monday. It is a busy morning after all where the majority of people go to work or school at this time of the day.

"Excuse me," I said politely as I entered the elevator.

As the elevator door shut, I waited for it to arrive on the ground floor while trying my best not to yawn.

After arriving at my destination, I walked briskly to the exit of the high-rise apartment complex, passing by the guard whom I now came to know as Carlos over the past month I was here.

That explains the stares from earlier! I'm positive Liz deliberately didn’t warn me about this as some sort of sick degenerate prank!

I could imagine the mischievous smile on her charming face as she hid this important information from me as we talked on the phone earlier. I’ll get back on you for this Liz, if it’s the last thing I do!

I sighed.

It’s not uncommon for colleges to brag about e-sport-related achievements like this. It can also be considered as a form of advertisement for their school. If a college has a renowned e-sports club that has won popular tournaments, it will surely tempt young high school graduates to choose the said school because of its decent e-sports environment specifically, for fresh graduates who plan on dabbling in the professional VR gaming industry which is experiencing a boom as of late. I won’t be surprised if the school calls on us to advertise our school in the tournament.

I pulled myself out of my own musings as I recalled that I was going to be late. I hurriedly went to my classroom, not without garnering some onlookers on the way. As I arrived at the classroom door, I hesitated. The entire class still doesn’t know about it already, right?

Well, I was never more wrong. As I entered, my glimmer of hope morphed into despair as I saw my classmates staring at me like I was some sort of celebrity.

Then, the murmurs came after, I didn’t hear most but I can only assume they were likely talking about me.

“Did you see the news about the tournament? Apparently, they were qualified!”

“I did! It was mentioned in yesterday night's news.”

“I saw her play live! She’s the one supporting Elizabeth Miles, the user of the dual caster account!”

“Did you know they beat our e-sports club?”

“Yeah, I know, I watched the match live to support our school! It was a one-sided match and I did not know that it was two of my classmates playing at that time!”

“I was surprised to know that Katyusha plays VRMMO like me! Do you think I have a chance with her If I impress her with my skills?”

“Dude... you haven’t even spoken a single time to her since the start of the semester...”

The heck! I don’t need this much attention. It’s like a living nightmare for an unsociable introvert like me!

Luckily, I mastered the art of making a poker face, which is needed for outplaying my enemies in CoA. I didn’t expect the skill I learned in the Virtual World to be this handy even in real life, but I’m sure as hell not complaining.

I amped up my expressionless poker face to the max as I proceeded to walk to the very back of the class where I usually sit. Liz was there beside my usual seat wherein two of my course mates whom I'm not familiar with were sitting while talking to her, probably about the tournament. The two separated from her and went to their own seats when they saw me get near, but not before giving me a polite nod... am I really that unapproachable?!

As I got near, she greeted me jovially.

“Morning Kat! Did anything noteworthy happen on your way here?” she asked mischievously.

You know very well what happened! I gave her a light karate chop in the head. Revenge is a dish best served cold, preferably with a chop.

“Ouch! Why did you hit me?” she pouted.

I instantly regretted what I did when I noticed that her dramatic outburst garnered more curious stares and murmurs about how close we were. I must have instinctively done it because I sometimes do it in VR when she does something absurd while I help her train her haste movement. Besides, I am certain that she was just over-reacting. I only did a light chop to make a point.

“You know why,” I crossed my arms while lowering my voice to dissuade listeners from hearing our conversation.

“Okay, fine, I kinda’ deserved it. I only did it cause' I just wanted you to find out about the surprise on your own.”

“You know I don’t like surprises. It would be better if you tell me these kinds of things beforehand so I can mentally prepare for it.”

“Nope! Unpredictability is what makes things fun! I wish I could’ve seen your reaction when you saw your picture posted on the board, he hehe,” she giggled.

I stared at her, unamused. I was tempted to make another chop, preferably with more force this time. Only the arrival of the instructor dissuaded me from doing so.

At least one saving grace from this harrowing experience is that I was not late for class.