With the healing trip over, the participants were forcibly returned to the tense atmosphere of preparing for the finals.
And so, the next day, Rayen and Adrian headed to the practice room, their muscles still aching from the lingering exertion of their beach volleyball game. Both of them held a bottle of Revitalizing Drink each as they approached the door to the practice room.
But as Adrian reached out to the handle of the door, he suddenly stopped and sighed.
"If this room is still empty, I'll go and grab the kid writer or the Director to let me in their personal practice rooms to drag them out myself," he said.
Rayen chuckled.
Finally, Adrian pulled open the door. Surprisingly, the whole group was already complete. Even the two troublemakers were there.
Stepping inside, Adrian was speechless. He stared at the entire group, his eyes almost tearing up.
"I... Am I dreaming?" Adrian asked, wiping his imaginary tears.
