I got into my car. Positioned at the back, another car was in front of me. I waited for the signal, enduring the emcee's chatter about the 100 m motor racing to the finish line. It's basic for me, tch.
"Participants, start your engine!" shouted the emcee, prompting me to start my car. 
"Get ready!" Emcee started. Tch, so 
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"Go!" I grinned when the race started.
As soon as 'Go' was uttered, I accelerated my car, swiftly reaching the fourth position. Determined, I sped up to surpass the leading car. Someone attempted to rear-end me, but I accelerated even more, colliding with the third car and overtaking it. Pushing my car to high speed, I edged out the second car until it flipped over. Helpless, they couldn't do anything—it was the norm in this drug race.
Though the first car was quite far, I wasn't giving up. I pushed my car to high speed, closing the gap. I'm not losing.
As I caught up with the leader, I tried to edge closer, but it was too fast. Damn! I accelerated further, unwilling to let it go. Almost reaching its car, it bumped me, delaying me. I chased it down and, as I got close, bumped it again, causing it to veer off course. I seized the opportunity, raced ahead, and crossed the finish line, leaving the bumped car behind. Basic. When I stepped out of the car, cheers erupted around. Ugh, the noise.
"The winner is number 4! Congratulations!" exclaimed the emcee. The coordinator briefly talked to me, then I left. They would handle depositing the 10 million in my account and delivering the Bugatti to my mansion, adding to my collection.
I went to a bar for a drink. How did I even get in? Oh, right, my grandfather owns it—he's a ladies' man. Unfortunately, there were no vacant VIP spots, so I settled in the noisy area. Whatever. While drinking, someone approached, inviting me to dance.
"Hi, care to dance?"
"Do I look like I know how to dance?" I asked seriously, annoyed by the interruption.
"You're so grumpy..." he said and left. Soon after, another guy came to my spot.
"Hey, alone? Don't you have company?"
"Do you see anyone?" I asked, a matter of common sense. No need for such questions.
"You're such a snob!"
"Tch..."
"Can I join you?"
"No..." I replied. Shortly after, I felt dizzy. Why am I suddenly feeling like this? I wasn't like this before. I saw the guy grinning at me, even though I was getting dizzy. I realized too late that I had let him tamper with my drink.
"Now, you're mine..." he whispered, and I saw him stand up and approach. After a while, he suddenly collapsed. I, on the other hand, was still extremely dizzy.
I was about to fall asleep when I felt like I was being lifted. I let it happen, too tired to resist.
"This girl... Going to a bar this late at night..." I heard the guy mutter. The voice and scent seemed familiar. It's like I know him.
"You're so troublesome!" he said, slightly annoyed. I was half-laughing because even in my drowsiness, I could clearly hear what he was saying.
Eventually, I felt being lowered by whoever was carrying me. I was about to close my eyes when I felt a sudden rise and someone lifting me. I just let it be, too sleepy to care.
"Stop, you're going to puke there!" the guy shouted.
"But... I'm about to puke..." I murmured, sh*t not now.
"Go outside! That's my car, Konaide!" he shouted, and I was suddenly lifted out and stood up just in time to vomit. I coughed and woke up from my drunken state. Now, I can clearly see who was with me.
"What, are you okay now? Here's water to sober you up..." he said, handing me water, and I immediately drank it.
"Why am I here?" I asked Shadow.
"Ugh, I'll take you home. Be thankful I arrived; otherwise, that guy might have taken advantage of you. Tch, why are you at a bar this late..."
"Are you scolding me?" I asked.
"Yes, because you're so unruly. Come on, I'll take you home!"
"No need, I can manage..." I whispered. After a while, I felt dizzy again, and Shadow caught me. Why is he always by my side when I need help? He lifted me and put me in his car. I had no choice but to let him take me. Feeling sleepy again, I surrendered because I couldn't handle the drowsiness. What did that guy put in my drink? If we meet again, I'll make sure he won't see another day, tch. That guy will pay for what he did to me. I will kill him.