You were so happy when you found out who your opponent would be. Ratio has always been a close friend, an example for you, to lose to him or win regardless of the result would be an honor, you could not help but rejoice, but the man did not share your happiness and only left irritably when you tried to share your emotions with him. You grew up together, studied and studied, in your memory you were Ratio's only friend, his straightforwardness repelled other children, and no matter how much you tried to draw him into the company of your friends, he simply could not find a common language. After your quarrel, you still couldn't find out our Attitude about the competition. You were standing next to me now, and the glass elevator was taking you straight up to the stage. You were both silent, and of course you tried to start a conversation, but you didn't succeed. "You look beautiful."- Ratio broke the silence. Your alat for the exhibition was well considered with his white suit. -" Are you worried ? "