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The moon peeked through the veil of clouds, showering its gentle rays on the surface. The stars flickered like fireflies in the dark expanse.

Piercing through the pitch-black darkness of the night sky, colorful lights of a certain venue shone brilliantly. The place was illuminated in bright lights, and a sound of commotion could be heard.

People were flooding the venue while some luxuriously dressed individuals were walking on the red carpet. One after another, luxurious cars showed up in the venue from where fine-looking individuals walked out.

Those individuals were greeted with respect and awe by the crowd gathered before the venue.

Camera shutters rang incessantly without stopping, while shouts of people filled the venue.

Suddenly, the crowd became even more excited as a lean individual with greying temples arrived in the venue. The flock of reporters immediately rushed to the entrance.

“Enrique!”

“Enrique!”

The crowd shouted in desperation.

The growing buzz of the crowd distracted Enrique. However, he didn’t pause to address those individuals who were calling for him. Instead, he walked without stopping.

This made the crowd even more desperate.

The reporters wanted to interview Enrique. However, it looked like Enrique thought otherwise.

Posing for a couple of photoshoots, Enrique walked inside the venue without addressing the questions of the reporters queued outside.

“He is avoiding the questions after the loss.”

“Now that he has embarrassed himself, he wants to avoid the media.”

The reporters outside chided among themselves, their tone filled with dissatisfaction and their expressions twisted into sneers.

The flock of reporters was dissatisfied.

“With this attitude, I’ll see if he wins the award for Best Manager.”

“Best Manager… You still think he’ll win it?”

“Isn’t it obvious that Diego will win the award?”

The reporters discussed while waiting. The discussion got even more fervent as time progressed, and the venue bustled with life.

Having had a glorious season, the players of Madrid had a different aura surrounding them. Their faces were etched with confidence and triumph as they walked the red carpet.

“It seems like the entire squad of Atletico Madrid will be attending this ceremony this time.” One of the reporters commented.

“Well, after having such a successful season, I doubt if anyone wants to miss it.”

“Yeah… Who would have thought that they would win the Champions League, let alone a treble?”

“If you had said this during the middle of the season, I would have said this was some bullshit.”

The discussion among the reporters was getting even more fervent. But there was still a hint of anticipation etched on the faces of the reporters. It looked like they were eagerly waiting for someone.

With the event nearing its start, the anticipation on their faces grew.

“Did we miss him?” one of the reporters asked, looking in the direction of the entrance.

“That shouldn’t be the case. How could we miss the main man of the event?”

“Could it be that he is not participating?” another reporter said concernedly.

Just then, as the event drew closer to the start, a car swerved next to the entrance. The vehicle was a black Rolls-Royce, its smooth surface glistening under the glow of the light.

The eyes of the reporters lit up as the vehicle entered their sight. Their faces blossomed like spring flowers, and the reporters rushed to the entrance.

The car stopped right next to the entrance from where an individual dressed in a black suit walked outside.

Upon stepping outside the car, he fixed his black tie.

Under the glow of the colorful light, his complexion glowed like jade shimmering under the moonlight. The glow in his face was like something from a painting.

“Hiro!”

“HIRO!”

The crowd went crazy as they shouted Hiro’s name, attempting to grasp his attention.

To their desperate shouts, Hiro turned to them and revealed his white pearls.

Hiro’s smile captivated the hearts of the onlookers for a while, freezing them in their place. To the onlookers, he looked like an angel descended from heaven. Spot an error? Visit the original post on M&VLEMPY&R.

The innocence in that pair of amber couldn’t be matched. Those pearls of amber shone ethereally under the light.

Dressed in a fine shade of black, Hiro looked elegant today.

The reporters didn’t wait to capture the brilliance with their cameras. The sound of the camera shutter rang incessantly as they took pictures of him.

Hiro greeted the flock of reporters with politeness before proceeding toward the building.

“Hiro, did you get stuck in a traffic jam on your way?”

“Hiro, countless speculations are saying that you will win both the Golden Ball. How do you feel about it?”

“If you win the award, that will make you the youngest winner in the history. What are your views on it?”

The reporters bombarded him with questions. Hiro, however, didn’t make any comments. He smiled and continued to proceed inside the building.

Well, it’s not that he didn’t want to answer the reporters. It’s just that the questions were a lot, and he was flustered to answer all of them.

Though he was confident in himself, he didn’t want to make a fool of himself. Sure, he had had a wonderful season. But those accolades alone weren’t enough to guarantee the win.

He didn’t even play as many games as others who were nominated for the award.

Plus, he was Asian, and on top of that, he was young.

He also heard that winners were notified prior to the ceremony. But he hadn’t heard any such notice. Hence, he was rather unsure about the results.

Thus, he was hesitant to make comments before the results.

Somehow, Hiro managed to make his way inside the building. The building was luxuriously decorated, and famous personalities flooded the spaces.

Everywhere he looked, he could spot some famous personalities.

‘Woah! This place is packed with celebrities.’ Hiro thought, peeking through the glass door.

The sight of those celebrities made him a little anxious. Hence, he couldn’t help but adjust his dress. He stood before the glass door, the security staring at him with scrutinizing gazes.

Under their watchful and dumbfounded gaze, Hiro began to adjust his dress.

Though he was the main man of the event, Hiro felt out of place for some reason.