"Devi, how many times do I have to tell you, don't watch my game! Just focus on your tournament first!" Sheva sighed in exasperation as he was connected in a call with the three teenagers whom he taught in the last couple of weeks. "Why are you so fixated on watching my game, anyway? It is not like we didn't really play against each other, right?"
"Yeah, that's what we said, Brother Sheva!" Nayaka suddenly chimed in on the screen, having a solemn face that Sheva knew would backfire later. "You don't know this, but she even watched the replay of your streaming! Honestly, I don't know what is inside her mind right now, and—URGH!"
