Leandre's attention was abruptly stolen by Kalhys's deafening scream for Clary. Turning his head to follow her frantic gaze, he couldn't believe what he saw. There she was, walking towards the stadium amidst the sea of athletes, clutching a sky blue and white flag. His heart leapt with surprise and bewilderment as he whispered, "Clary." He couldn't help but stare at her tree-inspired dress and the matching tiara perched atop her head, an exact replica of Kalhys's.
Leandre's eyes shifted to her face, glowing with a vibrant hue as if a sunbeam had descended upon her, illuminating it with an aura of positivity that radiated towards him. Though she stood at a distance, her smile was a magnetic force that drew him closer to her. "She is an athlete?" Leandre whispered to himself, and as if on cue, Kalhy's words echoed in his mind.
