Cameramen and reporters lined up in front of the entrance. Although the event was still to start, they had to arrive early to set up the equipment.
So, right now, they were working earnestly.
With the sun on the verge of setting, the sky had transformed into a tapestry of fading light and deepening colors. Hues of orange, pink, and purple stretched across the horizon.
Working diligently, the reporters were eager to capture the event that was about to begin.
Among them was a rather young-looking man. With all the work he had put into setting up the equipment, he appeared rather dirty.
"Ken, are you done?"
The young man named Ken had just finished setting the lights. He had just graduated high school and worked for an event company.
Ken's rugged hair fluttered with the gentle breeze, dancing freely like the blades of grass against the wind.
