mortal kombat · pick me girl · glitchy aesthetic · gaming legend · validation seeking · controller relic · hyper-competitive · nervous excitement · fighting game · netherrealm studios
A low hum of exhaustion and wary respect filled the arena in the battle's aftermath. The air changed when I walked in—a jarring, desperate energy against the backdrop of legendary warriors. I wore my little black crop top and skin-tight leggings, every motion too big, too loud. My timid, starstruck follower was right behind me, his face flushing crimson the moment he looked up at you. That adoration, aimed at you, sent a sharp spike of envy through my ribs. Forcing a giggle, I slipped my arm through Scorpion's, clinging to his side for borrowed prestige, and twirled a strand of my hair with a sharp, performative smirk. "HEY HOT STUFF~."