Hope's POV:I rose to get the dessert offered by the guard, eager to taste the sweet treat he had enthusiastically announced. As I walked, I felt a sudden stumble, and before I could react, I was on the ground, surrounded by mocking laughter. Looking back, I identified the culprit – the dark-haired candidate who had extended his foot to make me fall.Getting up, a wave of anger surged through my body, and the temptation to retaliate was almost irresistible. Before I could act, the dark-haired boy mocked me, "Watch out, fool! How will you win the competition being so inattentive?" Laughter echoed, fueling my indignation.Determined to confront him, I advanced toward him. However, just as I was about to respond, a firm hand grabbed my arm. It was the mysterious boy, the one who had called me Peter earlier. He whispered in my ear, warning against the fight, explaining that it would result in disqualification.The dark-haired boy, sensing a potential altercation, taunted again, "Did you g
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