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.𖥔 ݁ ˖˚₊‧꒰ა 👁 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚.𖥔 ݁ ˖
Y/N sat in at a corner of the arena feeling distraught at the thoughts of loosing. The mentors was announcing the scores. Rizka's point was taken away due to her hurting Chris during the fight on the first day making Ali enters the top 4.
She couldn't help it but felt jealous and the crushing feeling of disappointment. If it wasn't for Sam not stepping on the same platform as her, she would've made it to the top 4. That thought made her heart raging in anger, sadness, disappointment and other unidentifieable feelings.
But she remembers during the fall, she felt the net didn't stretch down to the ground and felt a body behind her. Y/N cringed at the feeling that it could be Sam hugging her or maybe she was just delusional.
The day had finally ended. Jet, Moon and Bulat were perturbed at the fact they had low scores and on the brink of getting disqualified as an agent. Y/N couldn't help it but silently emphatizes at Moon who was crying.
"Hey, look I'm sorry-" Sam approached the girl only to cut off.
"Save it and shove it down your throat" Y/N spat out before storming past the boy.
She stormed off into the bathroom and washed her face. Her eyes stared the mirror of her bloodshot eyes from holding back her anger. Y/N pinches the bridge of her nose to trying to calm herself down.
"Suck it up goddammit" She mumbled to herself.
It took a while for her to calm down a bit but it left a bitter mark waiting to be fueled inside her.
She walked out of the bathroom, simply waiting for the ticking time bomb of anger finish. Her balled up fist leaving a mark on her palm. Everyone could feel her dark aura even with a neutral face she had,
She was raging inside.
Everyone knew how much Y/N loved to push herself-striving for perfection in every single way even if it could break her. The only time people had seen her face other than scowling or a death stare was when she first came to the academy with a nervous look.
