DéjàVu
Morayna could never get enough of the victories she achieved through gaming.
Sometimes it felt bizarre to her that people had to go and work outside to earn, while she can earn thousands just by sitting in her bedroom and playing a few tourneys.
Gaming was her passion, but definitely not a dream she wanted to achieve,
however, it earned her good money, so why not make use of it?
Her team had managed to get qualified for the sponsored international tournament but she was the type whose pride would hurt if she even died once in a casual match.
Therefore, she couldn't handle losing.
Landing on the roads of Thailand with her team felt unreal to her. She wondered, is this a little too much of happiness she might end up losing later on? Especially when it's with her team.
The team reminds her of 2 facts
If they lose the first match, they will have to go back to where they came from.
Humiliation and mockery from people that could never tolerate seeing her, or them in the international stage.
How pathetic.
She couldn't lose, not when she reached that far, not when she finally got in the path of the beginning of success.
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The people from management led her team to a huge hotel they would be staying in, not only them, but many other teams would be staying there too. The opening ceremony was soon, and the match schedules were still yet to be revealed. Morayna and her team bowed each other goodbyes and headed to their given rooms.
Her room was in black theme. It was aesthetic as fuck.
She opened her luggage and took out a gown that would match tonight's ceremony. It was a shoulder-off long black gown that reached her ankle. She went to the washroom to take a shower and the interior caught her attention. They were all black too but darker.
She took a shower and wore the dress, did her makeup and tied her hair in a messy bun leaving two strands out from both sides.
"Gorgeous." she said
She wore her black pencil heels and headed outside to meet her teammates.
The ceremony began in the big hallway.
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With a glass of champagne in her hands, she chatted with her team members about the schedule predictions. However, the back of her neck kept on tickling as if sensing something. She took a sip and leaned back against the wall as she chatted trying to get rid of the weird sensation. She felt it again.
Eyes.
Eyes on her.
She cracked her neck, the sensation was bizarre. She didn't like it.
She looked behind her and saw lots of people, but none digging glares at her. It made her uneasy.
She kept looking.
But she found nothing.
She looked around again but not making it obvious. She sipped on her champagne.
Was it just an illusion?
She started to feel a little sick and excused herself. She went out of the hotel for some fresh air, fortunately there was no one.
But it came back again.
The feeling that someone was constantly digging glares at her.
But a few minutes later, the feeling came back again as the cold breeze of the evening hit her. Furthermore, she was alone. Not that it mattered but it did.
She didn't stay there for a minute longer and returned to her room.
What the hell was that?
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