The crowd cheers left and right, Hwasa holds the bottle of beer tightly as she prevents herself to cry. “It’s her third win, and I’ve barely made it to the top three” She chuckled as she drinks the beer.

People have dispersed, after the exchanges of greeting they began their way to the feast, opening the boxes of pizza and chicken. Hwasa moves to a spot with less people, bringing her plate and drink with her, she looks at the star of the night, gloomily smiling to her friend, “I’m really happy for you Wheein-ah, But when will it be my turn?” She thinks as she gulps another beer.