At the Romantic Games, after fighting my way through every round, I made it to the final.
But before the match, my coach, who was also my boyfriend, told me my main racket had broken.
Using my backup racket, I lost to Lin Xi, the player representing the Beautiful Nation. Then extremists harassed me online.
Unable to bear the pressure, I left my boyfriend a farewell letter and leaped from the rooftop.
As my soul rose into the air, I saw my boyfriend holding Lin Xi in his arms, using my suicide note as a topic of conversation.
"Now that this stupid woman is dead, we can be together openly!"
The two of them spent the whole night entwined, and I watched from the sidelines.
Seven days later, my soul faded away and entered the cycle of reincarnation.
But when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the time of the Games.
