An analysis from afar
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We had everything, we thought...
Our League of Legends team just won the promotion tournament from the EUCS, to the EULCS. A big step for everyone. Especially me.
Let me introduce team DMF, Darkness My Friend. The name came from a dark time when everyone in our team was depressed. We kind of pulled everyone through and saw our team grow. On top, we have Joseph "SeaAngel", but we call him Joe. In the botlane we had Erkki "ButtMuppet" as the support and Aidan "I only jungle"as our ADC. On mid we had Ezra "Ezzieboy" and me, Lizzy "FeedMe" jungle. We met through facebook all and soon I found out that Ezra lived about two streets away from me. Erkki, or Erik as we call him, lived in Finland and Estonia with his parents and Aiden and Joe lived in the UK. We weren't that special of a team, but we had one advantage the rest of the teams didn't have, and that was something more than friendship or family. It was called intertwined. We could finish each other sentences without thinking about it, we knew our drafts and we all had been at a dark place, making us understand each other.
One thing no one knew, except Erik, was that I was lesbian. Sure, I flirted shamelessly with every man, but I never loved them.
And then our promotion happened.
I already gave up on love, but this was different. It was like I was reborn. My heart beat faster as I saw her in her gorgeous dress. I hated myself, thinking she was straight. But in this world, any wrong analysis from her desk, could kill anyone, including the man who are fighting for her.
But how can we hold our pride as one of the most synergized teams, if we can't keep ourselves happy? How do you deal when no one seems who he was?
And what happens if the girl you love, finally manages to make you happy with three simple words?
This is my analysis from afar!
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