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When DJ Senpai speaks, the bullets listen. His callouts are so clairvoyant that it’s unclear whether he’s playing Counter-Strike or running a psychic hotline. Under his leadership, rounds are won, smokes are thrown (some even land on purpose), and morale is boosted through a mystical blend of dad jokes and aggressive teabagging. Truly, a man of the mouse and the myth, DJ Senpai is not just an IGL — he’s a way of life.