Vol.2 Chapter 12

As we pull into the LA airport drop-off zone, the hustle and bustle of the place instantly hits me. The air is filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation. I can see a flurry of activity as people rush around, pulling suitcases, hugging loved ones goodbye, and checking their tickets one last time.

The scent of jet fuel hangs in the air, mingling with the aroma of coffee from a nearby café and the faint smell of car exhaust. I can hear the distant roar of jet engines, the chatter of travelers, and the occasional announcement over the loudspeaker.

“Big sis! Let’s buy that afterward, okay?” Colin pointed to a desert from a nearby souvenir shop.

“Sure! I’ll just go ask Dad for money so we can buy you one later, alright?” Clarissa innocently replied.

Now I know why your little brother is like that! You’re spoiling him too much, Clarissa!

After a while, Renz finally got fed up with the matchmaking, proposing that we get moving.

"We got to go, Mom, Dad. We need to settle down at the hotel reserved for players," he hurriedly suggested.

“Alright, we will be at the other hotel close to the venue! Visit us anytime,” Mrs. Carter waved goodbye to us.

“Take care, son, and good luck with your game,” Mr. Carter cheered.

Before we left, Clarissa suddenly caught my attention.

“U-uhm, K-Kat! I’ll cheer for you, so please do your best!” Clarissa exclaimed.

I smiled at her. “Thanks, will do.”

“W-what about your brother?” Renz said downcast, as if the world had wronged him somehow.

“O-of course, I’ll also cheer for all of you, Brother. So, uhm, do your best!”

“Of course! Just you watch! Your brother’s team is going to win the whole tournament!” Renz declared.