8. No Amateur

As I sat across from Adrien, the chessboard forming a battleground between us, I couldn't shake my skepticism about his alleged lack of experience. The beads of sweat forming on my forehead were a testament to the unexpectedly intense challenge he posed. His gameplay bore the hallmarks of someone beyond a beginner.

Far beyond.

Adrien's opening move was my first hint that he was no amateur. I countered by developing my pieces, trying to control the center of the board, but he quickly evaded, moving his bishop into a strong position. It was clear that every move he made was calculated and informed, strategy you'd expect from a seasoned chess player.

Each exchange was like a carefully choreographed dance, his moves leading the way. I found myself on the defensive, constantly reacting to his aggressive yet controlled play. The way he trapped my bishop, leaving me no choice but to sacrifice it, was a move of someone who had spent considerable time mastering the intricacies of the game.