If We Become

PROLOGUE

Flashing lights. Screaming fans. The undeniable tension rising through the atmosphere.

"JL, look here!"

"JL, smile for us!"

"JL, what can you feel for today's match?"

"JL, are you excited for your rival match today?"

"JL, what can you say now that you're having a match against your greatest rival, Angelo Rivera?"

As soon as I went down the car, I could hear those words from the fans and the reporters. I thought I'll be annoyed but it makes me feel more powered as I step inside the arena. Two hours before the game officially starts but the whole arena is almost filled by the fans. I could clearly see the distinction of my fans from his. I don't know what to feel as I see him walking towards me ー jitters, excitement, fear or pain?

I never thought I'd meet him again but here he is. Passing by me with that devilishly handsome face. He hasn't changed that much since the last time we met two years ago.

I know he saw me.

I saw you too, Troy.