He hit ten in a row. Then twenty. The combo counter glowed gold. For a few minutes, the world shrank to the satisfying weight of his thumb on the spacebar and the soft digital thump of the backboard. No looming SAT scores. No text from his dad asking if he was "free this weekend." No quiet dread that had been sitting in his chest since March.
Tap. Tap. Unblocked.
Swish.
Tap. Tap. Swish.
The school firewall was a fortress. For nine months, it had laughed at Leo’s proxy sites, swallowed his VPNs whole, and turned every "unblocked games" URL into a sterile error page. tap tap shots unblocked