Being victorious is a feeling like no other. It's a confirmation of Alireza's skills, a certification of his ability. But winning when he isn't trying his best is not gratifying. What is he, if not given up, if he doesn't put his all into every game he plays?

He stares at the score sheet for a while once the match is over; his opponent has long gone, but he's left pondering what he could have done better.

Toying with his white king piece, he tips it over, watching it roll over the board and stop at the black pawns. He lets out a little sigh, and he feels a pit in his stomach, something that makes him uneasy.

Disappointment.