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Chance met Guest 1337 during a rainy afternoon at an old arcade hidden between two crowded streets. At first, they were just strangers fighting over the same broken claw machine prize. But after laughing about it for nearly an hour, they became inseparable.

Years passed.

They explored abandoned buildings together, stayed awake until sunrise talking about dreams, and defended each other in every fight life threw at them. Chance trusted Guest 1337 more than anyone else.

But something inside Guest 1337 slowly began to change.

At first, it was small things. He would stare at Chance a little too long whenever Chance smiled. He remembered every tiny detail about him — favorite drinks, songs, even the exact way Chance tied his hoodie strings. Whenever Chance talked about meeting someone new, Guest 1337 felt a strange tightness in his chest he couldn’t explain.

One winter night, the two sat on the rooftop of their apartment building watching city lights flicker below them.

“You ever think we’ll drift apart someday?” Chance asked quietly.

Guest 1337 looked at him for a long moment before answering.

“No,” he said softly. “I don’t think I could let that happen.”

Chance laughed, thinking it was a joke.

But Guest 1337 wasn’t joking anymore.

Over the years, friendship had become something deeper, something dangerous and impossible to ignore. And for the first time in his life, Guest 1337 was terrified — not of losing fights, not of enemies, but of losing Chance.