The atmosphere at the party was quite pleasant.
In this year's World Championships, James swam the best performance of his career. Although he didn't win a medal, he has no regrets. At twenty-five, he says, life is just beginning, and he wants to pursue a new chapter.
From his words, Elise Don couldn't see a trace of regret.
Perhaps this is the difference between Eastern and Western cultures.
Living in the moment, or perhaps living very self-centered.
Elise Don stood at the dining table, eating while secretly observing Oliver Bloom, trying to see if withdrawing from the competition had left a shadow on him, but found nothing.
He stood by the window, conversing with two other tall boys.
The room was very warm. He was only wearing a light gray sweatshirt, arms crossed, his muscles bulging and filling the sleeves.
Whatever he said, the blond-haired person in front of him nodded frequently.
