It was my grandmother, Lola Malou, who first trusted me with a video game. With the way she loved her grandchildren, it felt like it was perpetually Christmas. She bought me a Gameboy SP, a heavy charger, and a copy of Pokémon Fire Red. There were conditions to be met for me to continue playing: I had to keep my grades up, behave well in and out of school, and sleep at godly hours. I didnt know it back then, but these rules would later be ingrained within me as I built a routine around playing the game.