“How could such a gorgeous guy exist in the world? S is so handsome that he’s making it hard for me to breathe!”

“Oh god! I’m in love! He could probably end a war between two countries with his good looks if he existed during ancient times!”

“S, you’ll be my forever light from now on! S will win for sure! Good luck!”

From the stage, Leon Batton narrowed his eyes slightly as he glanced at the audience who were screaming his name ‘S’ out loud.

In the crowded stadium, he acted with such stoic indifference as if he was an outsider without a hint of emotions in his eyes whereas the crowd was so passionate and enthusiastic.

Under the bright stage light, he seemed detached and uncaring.

All the cameras pointed at Leon and his teammates, who waved at the lens. He alone stood there looking bored, as usual.

They bowed politely to the audience once the introductions were over before heading to their designated seats.

They put on their headphones and waited for the match to begin when ever