The long lines on the hallway were now empty providing the two groups ample space to walk from side to side freely.

A piece of soft and mellow music was played on the speakers. Then the laughter and playful yelling from the remaining audiences on the bleachers were the only distinct noises that can be heard inside the gymnasium.

Joey and Stephen's heads moved along with the rhythm of the music background. Their hands would sometimes sway on the air if the beat changed to a more fast-paced one. The two clearly enjoyed pop music as if they were in their own world.

While the two were immersing themselves in the music, Clark was still holding Claire's wrist despite the lady secretly throwing glares at him.

"Let go of me, Clark," Claire continued to subtly demand that her wrist be free. But the boy had turned deaf to her plea. While his right hand was holding her, his left hand was also busy scrolling on his phone.

WINS and his teammates became abnormally quiet after their introductions. Their attitude slightly surprised the members of the Chronos squad. Most pro players were just vocal about their opinion and talked a lot. But WINS seemed to be different than what they have expected.

The members of the Chronos squad find it difficult to manage the growing silence between them. But Sofia understood their attitude. The three men may not be used to speaking as most gamers were not so interested in small talks.

Indeed, if it was not for the 24-year old soul of Liza occupying the body of Sofia, the young lady would not appear as approachable also. Heck, she might have a hard time uttering just a few sentences to other people!

Hence, Sofia understood their reserved character from the perspective of the young lady's own memories. However, because of her more experienced soul, she was more relaxed if their flow of conversation would be continuous.

'Ahh, it appears that we are more interested in talking when it is in chats and text messages rather than in actual conversation!' Sofia secretly thought as she made the realization based on observing each other's behavior.

"So, WINS, when did you guys arrive in District 7? No flight delays and jet lags?" Sofia started their conversation before their atmosphere shifted to an awkward silence.

She also understood that since it was their first meeting, the FAB_Gamers squad members might just be observing them before they would be comfortable talking with them. Or perhaps, the three men would need a push so that they would talk at them.

Either way, Sofia did not find it difficult to kept them entertained with small talks.

"We just arrived earlier this morning. Thankfully, no flight delays. Just that, there was heavy highway traffic from to airport to here," WINS responded with a dry chuckle.

'Thankfully, she opened the conversation! Now we can start talking,' WINS thought. For some reason, his level of confidence had depleted after introducing his group to Sofia's team. Even his companion also felt it strange that he was quiet all of a sudden. But even WINS could not understand why!

"It's crazy. Even our flight is fully booked. I would say that your district is quite popular now!" one of WINS companion added.

"Yeah, the gymnasium is full of audiences! We can't believe it either!" Joey chimed from behind.

"Ahh, it's not as popular as the District 6. But, this event had really dominated the entire occasion," Sofia muttered.

"True. Valentine's day becomes the gamer's day, right?" WINS said while a faint grin appeared on his face.

The group laughed at his remarks. Indeed, the supposedly romantic day of the year became the gamer's day!

As the group reached the parking area, three silver cars were already waiting for them.

'This squad is not also simple!' WINS pondered as he stared at the three silver cars.

Clark was the first to step ahead of them pulling Claire behind him.

"Ahehe... Claire and I will share," Clark stated and quickly went towards the first car.

"Young master," the three drivers offered a customary bow at Clark before they opened the car doors of the three vehicles.

"Uncles, please drive my friends safely," Clark politely instructed the drivers before getting inside the car.

"See ya at the venue, guys!" Claire could only wave her other hand before the door of the car was slammed closed.

"The reservation is under the name of Chronos. If in case we will be caught in traffic and you guys would come earlier than us, just go ahead and ask any receptionist for our reservation," Sofia waved at the three men before she also went inside the car. Stephen followed her then Joey was the last one to waved goodbye.

WINS and his team waved back and hopped inside the last silver car.

"Boss WINS, the Chronos squad is so grand! They are not only good in games but they are also wealthy!"

"You are right! Even our company would just provide a shuttle for us. But the Chronos squad actually picked 3 of these silver cars! Boss WINS, this is not just a car, this is a signature status of the society!"

The two companions of WINS quickly spoke the moment they entered the car. They did not bother concealing the amazement in their eyes.

"This car is a limited edition! And the Chronos has three of them! Whoever is supporting behind their squad is not an ordinary person!" WINS stated. His eyes examined the interior design of the car. Even the seat belts had a signature logo design on them!

Not long after, the car moved and was coursing into a more modernized area of the district.

WINS used his phone to track their location. And as the car turned into a complete stop, the map on his phone revealed the address also.

ROSEN CLUB

"Woahh! This is an exclusive place that only members are allowed to dine!" WINS mumbled excitedly.

The group stepped out of the car and was instantly in awe of the building's majestic design in front of them. The building was like a yacht!

"This is the famous ROSEN CLUB!" the driver told WINS and his companions.

"ROSEN CLUB... I have heard of this place! But it is much cooler to be here in person!" one of WINS companions expressed as he started taking selfies of himself.