Anger. The only emotion she felt at the time as she stroll through the crowd covered up from head to toe. She felt bare without her makeup and jewelries but she has no other choice as she was being sought out by her family. She was amazed to see that people don't recognize her in the streets but have the time to stand on the streets and admire her portrait for winning such a prestigious award located at the busiest streets in the city.
Mi Young stopped right in her tracks and looked up. She wondered what the crowd was looking at. She glared at her own billboard while everyone around her, may it be man or woman, were squealing and excited for her. She listened to all the praises that silenced the voices that spoke ill toward her; but in her mind, she hated that person the most.