AIDEN
I'm completely absorbed in the game, my heart racing with every punch and kick. The characters on screen are exchanging blows, their grunting sounds and the clash of fists and feet filling the air. My fingers fly across the controller, tapping out complex combinations of buttons in a frantic bid to keep my character upright. Sweat is starting to build up on my palms as I grip the controller tightly, my eyes fixed intently on the screen.
The digital arena is a blur of color and sound, with my character's health bar dwindling alarmingly with each hit. I've been defeated five times in a row now, and I'm starting to feel the frustration building up. My character's opponent is a formidable foe, with lightning-fast reflexes and a seemingly endless supply of attacks.
As I sit on the edg
