My Fake Girlfriend Just Exposed Me

In a live-stream room dedicated to testing the loyalty of partners, the guest submission was practically hyperventilating with rage.

My boyfriend is a complete, boosted parasite! she cried.

He literally begged me to carry him to Challenger every season just so he could flex on his friends. And then, just to play duos with other girls, he lied to me and said those high-tier accounts belonged to his sister who does professional boosting!

"If you don't believe me, send him a friend request from an account with a Regional Badge. Hell accept it in a heartbeat!"

A second later, my own gaming avatar and profile ID flashed across the stream.

Staring at the streamers profilewhich boasted several top-tier regional badges of her ownI clicked accept.

The next moment, I was pulled into her game lobby. A soft, sweet voice drifted through my headset. "Hey there, handsome. Down for some duos?"

I let out a cold laugh, lowered my pitch to a deep, smooth drawl, and replied, "I'd love to."

Lately, a new trend had taken over the gaming community.

People were hiring streamers with sweet, attractive voices to run "loyalty tests" on their significant others.

It had become my favorite dinner entertainment. Every evening, Id sit back with my food, scroll through these streams, and laugh as one toxic partner after another got caught red-handed.

Tonight, the girl on stream was sobbing as she poured her heart out. "Hes just using me for my rank! Hes barely a Diamond-level player on his own, but he forces me to carry him to Challenger every single season just so he can brag."

"Whenever we lose, he screams at me. When we win, he tells me Im trash compared to the rest of the team!"

"Hes constantly playing with other girls, claiming those accounts belong to his sisters boosting business. It's all a lie!"

"Just add him. If you have any high-rank badges on your profile, hell accept instantly."

Her voice cracked as she dissolved into tears.

I shook my head, taking a bite of food. I couldn't help but feel bad for her. How could anyone be so naive? The guy was clearly using her as a free boosting service.

The chat was already flying by, filled with righteous indignation.

What a pathetic loser!

Girl, stop crying. Block him and run!

Lmao, 'my sisters boosting account.' Classic.

Add him, streamer! Let's watch this trainwreck live!

After finishing my dinner, I scooped up half a watermelon with a spoon, settling in for the show.

But a second later, the avatar and gamer tag that popped up on the stream made me freeze.

The avatar was a picture of my cat, Binx. The username was my exact gamer tag: Phantom_Luke.

My spoon slipped, and the watermelon splashed back into the bowl.

The chat went wild, instantly feeding on the drama.

The streamer, a girl with a gentle, comforting voice, was trying to soothe the crying guest. "I get it, sis. I just sent him a request. He hasn't accepted yet, but don't worry."

She was telling her not to worry? I was the one about to have a panic attack!

Mainly because I didn't even have a girlfriend!

On top of that, every single Regional Badge on my account was earned through hours of grueling solo queue. When did I become a "boosted Diamond parasite" who needed a girl to carry him?

I scrambled to log into the game on my phone. Sure enough, there was a pending friend request.

Setting up my tablet next to me to keep the stream open, I confirmed that the request was indeed from the streamer.

I never expected that one day, Id end up being the entertainment.

I accepted the request.

My initial instinct was to jump into the lobby and demand to know who the hell this guest was. But as the adrenaline cooled, I decided to play along.

While I could be incredibly loud and aggressive in game chat, in real life, I was quiet and kept to myself. Most of my friends were laid-back, polite guys from my college dorm.

Who could possibly hate me enough to pull a stunt like this?

On stream, the streamer was looking over my profile, and the chat erupted again.

Holy shit, this guy has more Regional Badges than the streamer does!

Wait, is this actually a boosted player? His stats are insane.

Maybe the guest is just mad because she got dumped and shes trying to ruin his life?

Obviously he bought the account, guys. No way a Diamond loser has these stats.

The submitter quickly typed in the chat to defend her narrative.

He paid a professional booster for those badges! Hes actually terrible. Ive seen him play in personhe can barely handle a low-tier Master lobby on his own!

Seen me play in person?

I never played games anywhere except my dorm room or my bedroom at home.

A cold realization washed over me. Was the guest one of my roommates?

While my mind raced, the streamer pulled me into her lobby.

A soft voice echoed in my headset. "Hey there, handsome. Down for some duos?"

I took a slow breath, consciously dropping my voice to a deeper, more resonant register. "I'd love to."

Wow, his voice is actually really hot.

He doesn't sound like a bad guy.

Please, the guys with voices like that are always the biggest players.

To get to the bottom of this, I had to keep my temper in check.

"Let's go then," the streamer giggled, starting the matchmaking queue.

During the draft phase, she drop-hinted that she wanted me to play Faea pocket support champion that literally attaches to another player's character. I pretended not to hear her and locked in Lyra, a high-damage, musical mid-lane mage.

The submitter immediately started mocking me in the chat.

Hes playing mid. This game is a guaranteed loss.

The viewers followed her lead.

This guy really had the balls to lock Lyra in a Challenger lobby?

Confidence is a hell of a drug.

When we lose, he'll just blame the champion's lack of mobility.

"Don't worry, handsome. Just clear your waves in mid, and I'll come gank for you," the streamer said, her tone patronizing, as if she were talking to a child.

I smiled tightly. "Sounds good."

Because our profiles both showed high-rank badges, the matchmaking system put us against a incredibly coordinated enemy team. Within three minutes, our side lanes collapsed.

Our teammates refused to defend the jungle, completely ruining the streamer's farming rotation. By the ten-minute mark, the enemy was pushing our high-ground gates.

My teammates had completely given up, repeatedly spamming the surrender button.

The stream chat had stopped arguing about my relationship status and was now debating whether the game was winnable.

I kept my mic muted, quietly farming whatever resources I could find.

The streamer had stopped flirting too, desperately trying to coordinate a defense in team chat.

As the enemy team gathered to push our final tower, a chaotic team fight broke out.

Watching the enemy's positioning, I threw out Lyra's second ability, landing a perfect, split-second stun on their main damage dealer.

Using my ultimate to dodge a lethal projectile, I flashed directly onto his face, unleashed my full combo, and eliminated him instantly. With a sliver of health left, I managed to weave through the chaos.

Instead of retreating to the safety of our fountain, I hovered at the very edge of the fight, cycling my healing abilities to keep my remaining teammates alive. I picked up four assists in the clean-up.

We pushed straight down the map and shattered their Nexus.

When the victory screen faded, the MVP card popped up on my screen. I had dealt 32% of our teams total damage.

The streamer fell completely silent. The chat, however, went absolutely ballistic.

Lyra dealt 32% damage?

Lmao, the streamer got carried so hard.

Is this the guy you called a 'boosted parasite'?!

With macros like that? He could easily be a professional booster himself.

Streamer, this is a script. I'm out.

Where did the guest go? Why is she quiet now?

After a long pause, the submitter finally typed a message.

It makes sense now. Theyre living together! The girl hes living with is the one actually playing his account right now!

I was drinking water and nearly choked.

This girl was a creative writer. The stories just kept coming.

But the chat, hungry for any reason to validate their biases, swallowed it whole.

A live-in girlfriend boosting him? Wow.

Some guys are so pathetic, they'll do anything for a rank.

The chat devolved into a massive flame war. Some were arguing about the "live-in booster" theory, while others started pointing out the inconsistencies in the guest's story.

The streamer was clearly caught off guard by the twist, but she was a professional. She quickly recovered her composure and began showering me with praise.

Wanting to keep the viewers hookedand to figure out if I actually had a "live-in girlfriend"she asked sweetly, "You're so good, handsome. Down for another one?"

"Of course," I replied smoothly.

During the next champion select, the streamer suggested, "You must be tired after that carry. Why don't you take Fae this game, hitch a ride on my character, and let me carry you?"

I smiled, my voice remaining calm and steady. "Actually, I don't really like playing support."

Without hesitation, I locked in Miragethe absolute highest-skill-cap assassin in the game. "Why don't you play support and hitch a ride on me? I'll show you how to jungle."

Lmao, he's doubling down!

Where are all the people who said he was being boosted by a live-in girlfriend? Look at his champion pool!

The chat was scrolling so fast it was a blur of colors, interspersed with the submitter's desperate insults.

I couldn't help but grin.

The streamer let out a nervous laugh. "Wow, I didn't know you played Mirage. Not many people can pull him off. Did your girlfriend teach you?"

"Of course not," I answered instantly. "I don't even have a girlfriend."

Even with my direct denial, the chat refused to believe it.

The submitter took the opportunity to play the victim again.

No wonder he keeps his relationship status hidden on his profile. It's so he can flirt with other girls on stream!

Once the match started, the streamer kept backseat-gaming, telling me where to path and when to take objectives.

During the first fight at the dragon pit, the enemy team caught me off guard, taking half my health.

"Get out, get out! Abandon the dragon!" she yelled through the headset.

Before she could finish her sentence, I activated Mirage's ultimate. Executing a flawless chain of mirror-images, I danced through the enemy backline, dodging their crowd control, securing a triple kill, and escaping with double-digit health.

The double-kill, triple-kill announcements echoed in our headsets.

The streamerand her entire chatwent dead silent.

Finally, she let out a breathless laugh. "Oh my god... you are actually insane."

Fully immersed in the game, I forgot to keep up my deep, mysterious persona. "Just a casual Tuesday. No big deal."

The chat was flooded with "GG" and "WTF" spam. The submitter, completely losing her mind, spammed several messages in a row.

It's fake! It's all fake!

He's a factory worker! He doesn't know how to play Mirage! The girl he lives with is the one playing!

Her messages were immediately buried under the wave of praise.

The rest of the match was a personal highlight reel.

Ganking lanes, invading the enemy jungle, securing objectivesI controlled the entire map. In every team fight, I used my mirror clones to bait out the enemy's ultimate abilities before diving their backline. I ran circles around the enemy jungler, leaving him with a miserable 0/5 stat line.

At eleven minutes, the enemy Nexus exploded.

My final score was 12/0/4. Another undisputed MVP.

The streamer didn't even try to hide her admiration anymore. "Oh my god, Luke, that was incredible. How do you play like that?"

As I was about to reply, someone in the chat pointed out something new.

Guys, I looked up his account. His relationship status isn't hiddenit's completely empty!

And looking at his match history, he only plays solo queue. The stats are completely consistent.

Wait... is it possible the guest is just a liar?

Suddenly, a loud voice cut through my room.

"Alright guys, lights out in five! Keep it down if you're staying up!" It was my dorm leader making his nightly rounds.

Naturally, the streamer heard it. "Wait, are you in a dorm?"

I pulled the blanket over my head, lowering my voice to a whisper. "Yeah. I live in a college dorm."

At that, the entire narrative collapsed.

A college dorm? So where is this live-in girlfriend coming from?

I knew this was a setup!

The guest has some explaining to do.

First she says hes a boosted parasite, then she says he's being boosted by a live-in girlfriend, and now it turns out he lives in a male dorm! Did this girl get rejected and decide to ruin his life?

A few trolls still tried to argue that he could have a girl hiding in his bed, but they were quickly roasted by the rest of the chat.

Most of the viewers were now tag-spamming the submitter, demanding she show her face and explain herself.

I lay in bed, watching the drama unfold with amusement while chatting with the streamer.

"How old are you, Luke?" she asked.

"Nineteen. Just started my sophomore year."

After several minutes of silence, the submitter finally typed in the chat.

He's not a college student! He's a factory worker who dropped out of high school! He's living in a factory dorm!

It was fascinating to watch how quickly people would rally behind a lie, even without a shred of evidence. The moment she typed those words, some viewers immediately shifted back.

Streamer, ask him which college he goes to!

Ask him to show his student ID.

The streamer hesitated, clearly trying to figure out how to ask without sounding accusatory.

But I had nothing to hide. "I go to Austin University. It's a pretty decent school, you've probably heard of it."

Austin University? That's an Ivy-equivalent school!

Wait, I go to AU! Are you the Phantom from our esports club? The one who won the state championship last semester?

Explain!

Oh my god, I remember that match! Our Mirage player carried the entire team to the trophy, and he was insanely good-looking!

Is it really him?

I didn't expect someone in the chat to actually recognize me.

Streamer, meet up with him in person! Let's see if he's the real deal!

Yeah! Let's see what Phantom actually looks like!

Sensing a massive spike in viewership, the streamer seized the opportunity. "Oh my god, I go to AU too! We're literally on the same campus! Would you be down to grab coffee tomorrow?"