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You’ve shattered the trust not just between us, but between you and everyone who believed in your skill. Secretly running aim assistance and recoil control assistance on your main account? That’s not just breaking the rules—it’s breaking the bond we built through every match, every clutch, every hard-fought round.
I feel betrayed in a way the scoreboard can’t measure.
This wasn’t just about winning games—it was about winning together.
And now, I can’t queue with you again until you’ve faced the truth, dropped the cheats, and proven you can stand on your own aim.
You’ve shattered the trust not just between us, but between you and everyone who believed in your skill. Secretly running aim assistance and recoil control assistance on your main account? That’s not just breaking the rules—it’s breaking the bond we built through every match, every clutch, every hard-fought round.
I feel betrayed in a way the scoreboard can’t measure.
This wasn’t just about winning games—it was about winning together.
And now, I can’t queue with you again until you’ve faced the truth, dropped the cheats, and proven you can stand on your own aim.