I turned and shuffled back into the room. I sat on the bed while still looking toward the window. I even strained my ears, trying to hear the faint sounds outside. Disappointingly, the car stopped.

On the press conference day, Ryan arrived early to pick me up. He sensed my nerves and reassured me, “Everything is in place. Don’t worry.”

My parents wanted to accompany me, but Ryan and I insisted they stay home. Still, I couldn't shake my unease. For some reason, I felt things would not go smoothly.

Since the press conference would occur in Galar Tower’s lobby, we made necessary arrangements with the building’s management. We even chose a time that did not clash with other people’s work.

Upon arriving, I realized our mistake. Galar Tower was crowded, making it impossible to get in. Even the entrance to the underground parking lot was full of cars. I couldn’t enter the building, nor could the employees from other companies.

I watched the chaos unfold as I sat in Ryan’s car, shocked. T