Late night.
Sitting up straight in a patch of grass near his residence, Hein looked towards the sky. Surrounded by the millions of stars in the sky, the moon looked especially beautiful tonight as it slowly drew a bright white blanket on the area around him.
"Haaa…"
Sighing out loud, Hein laid down on the grass.
Covering his eyes with his arm, he bit his trembling lips tightly.
"…I failed."
He failed to make it past the round of 64.
Despite putting everything into his fight, in the end, the result was his inevitable loss.
His opponent was just too strong.
Warmth flowed down the side of his cheeks as he tried his best to hold back his tears.
But, in the end, thinking back about his father and family and realizing that he could no longer get the cure, Hein was no longer able to hold back as more and more tears started to stream down the side of his cheeks.
