Raya's Perspective...
Growing up in the Aero family, the expectations placed upon me were immense, but I thrived under the pressure. It came naturally to me—the training, the discipline, the constant pursuit of perfection. My sister Iris, however, seemed to struggle constantly.
I could see the frustration and doubt in her eyes, and it pained me deeply, but I wasn't sure how to help her without making things worse. The more I excelled, the more she seemed to retreat into herself, building walls I couldn't breach.
The tournament was the culmination of years of training and dedication. Winning it wasn't just a personal triumph; it was a victory for our entire family, a validation of the Aero legacy that had been passed down through generations.
Father and Mother were elated, basking in the glory of our renewed family reputation. Invitations to banquets and celebrations flooded in, and our manor became a center of admiration and praise.
