Chapter 52_Are You My Yulia?

Yulia was still with the other men after they had received their prizes. They were heading towards the other racers who had lost.

Trye stretched his hand with a tired look on his face. “I couldn't sleep a wink last night because I practiced too much for this race.”

"Do you all practice?” Yulia asked.

“Of course we do; my coach is super strict,” Rider replied. “Who is your coach?”

She shrugged. “I don't have one.”

Y appeared and handed a bottle to her; she took it and gulped in half the content. The girls in the audience squealed in excitement at how cute she looked.

“Do you want to grab breakfast with us?” Rider suggested. “You should be friends with racers like us; we haven't seen you after your last match, and I am quite glad that you are talking to me.”

“I am not that special." Yulia chuckled softly.

Trye gave her a once-over glance. “If it isn't because of your height and how flat your chest is, I should have called you a female; you looked much like a beautiful female.”

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