(Story by All-X - refined with the help of AI editing) A and B had known each other since they were kids. Back then, their world was small — just the neighborhood, a dusty PS2, and one shared obsession: Monster Hunter . Every evening after school, they’d meet at A’s place, two controllers tangled in cables, yelling across the room. “Oi, you took the last potion again!” A would shout. B would laugh, “Because you keep dying first, dumbass!” They’d laugh until A’s mom yelled at them to lower the volume. Years blurred together. They grew up, graduated, drifted, reconnected — the kind of friendship that always picked up where it left off. Until the night at the bar. The Bar A spotted him first. “Hey!” he called, raising a hand. B turned — sharp haircut, new clothes, confident posture. Different. But the eyes were the same. They sat together. Two beers. Small talk. But something was… off. The jokes didn’t land. The silences stretched. A laughed nervously. “Man, it’s weird. Fe...