“The 3 A.M. Gaming Trap”

You know that moment when you promise yourself, “just one quick match,” and then suddenly it’s 3 in the morning, your eyes are burning, and you’re arguing with your teammates about who should’ve rotated?
Yeah. I’m convinced competitive gaming is just emotional damage disguised as fun.
But there’s always that one perfect game when everything clicks, your shots land, the clutch works out and it reminds you why you keep coming back. It’s an endless cycle of pain and dopamine.