'I win.' Sheva muttered to himself, his eyes staring blankly at nothing.
'I win.' He repeated that short sentence once again, as if trying to convince himself that it was real.
'I win.' It seemed that his brain crashed out, and that was the only thing that could be registered in that exhausted machine.
"Shev!" Arjun suddenly raised his voice a little bit, snapping the boy from his own thought. When Sheva turned around, he could see that Arjun was offering another handshake, and this time, it was with his sweet smile as well. "Congratulations. You really are a great player."
Sheva could only nod numbly, not even knowing how to react there. He suddenly turned into an idiot, and if this were a cartoon, everyone would be able to see smoke coming out of his head. After a while, though, everything finally started to sink into his thick head, and a wide grin slowly but surely formed on his face.
