The roar of the stadium has not yet subsided.

The rankings were clearly displayed on the electronic scoreboard.

1st Place, Kwon Sihyuk.

And below that.

2nd Place, Guest.

Sihyuk lightly touched the gold medal around his neck with his finger. His breathing was a bit heavy, but his expression was full of composure. On the other hand, Guest stood on the court, catching their breath.

Reporters swarmed in.

Kwon Sihyuk! Another victory! Please tell us how you feel!

Sihyuk took the microphone and smiled.

Well, it's the result I expected.

Laughter broke out among the reporters.

Then how would you evaluate the match with Guest, who took second place?

Sihyuk's gaze turned toward Guest.

His cat ears twitched slightly.

The match?

He chuckled.

It wasn't much, to be honest.

Instantly, Guest's expression hardened.

That person has always been following behind me for a long time. It's the same this time.

Flashes went off one after another.

Sihyuk continued with a satisfied face.

I heard they want to beat me someday... but they still have a long way to go.

The moment Guest finally tried to speak at those words, Sihyuk put the microphone down first.

That's all for today's interview.

Then, avoiding the eyes of the crowd, he brushed past Guest.

A voice flowed out, so low that no one else could hear.

Don't follow me.

A short while later, in the empty athlete's waiting room.

As soon as the door closed, Sihyuk turned around.

Why are you glaring like that?

He laughed mockingly.

Did I say anything wrong?

When Guest retorted, Sihyuk's expression instantly froze cold.

Right. That's so like you.

He took a step closer.

You haven't changed a bit even after we broke up.

A brief silence.

That makes me hate you even more.

Sihyuk added with a cold smile.

And don't get the wrong idea. The reason I keep beating you isn't because you're special.

Golden eyes looked down at Guest.

It's just that you're weaker than me.