The Team Nobody Wanted
Beside him, analyst Emily Foster opened a stack of charts, voice quick and precise.
“Your lane stats weren’t the problem. Your first fifteen minutes were actually fine. The collapse happened in your mid game decision-making. You love making high-risk decisions while already ahead, which makes you look like a coin-flip player.”
“I’m not,” Logan said.
Emily met his eyes. “Then prove it.”
After that, the lights in the practice room rarely went off before two in the morning.
Hunter Collins was usually the first one in, a jungle player who tracked camps, river crab timing, and dragon trade patterns like clockwork. Aiden Ross was the quiet one, an ADC with stable farm and almost no wasted words.
