In the dimly lit room, Zack, a lanky, pimpled teen, sits alone, his gaze fixed on the computer screen, the glow of Runescape casting an ethereal light on his face. His hand moves rhythmically under the desk, his breath quickening as he strokes his throbbing cock. His imagination runs wild, the pixelated characters on the screen morphing into the naughty fantasies of his youth. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a muffled groan, he releases his pent-up desire onto the worn-out keyboard.