"Pearl, are you still there? Where is she?"

Suddenly, a stern voice interrupted from Mobius's side. "What are you doing, Mobius? The competition is about to start. Stop talking on the phone."

Despite the pressure from his coach, Mobius persisted, pleading softly, "Coach, my friend is sick. I want to go and see her. Is that okay?"

The coach's response was uncompromising. "I've already told you. The competition is starting. This is your debut here. I won't tolerate any distractions. Do you understand?" With a steely resolve, Mobius removed his racing gear. "What are you doing? Are you defying me?" The coach's tone turned incredulous as Mobius prepared to forfeit the race. "I'm not defying you. Please, coach, I'm begging you. Let me go," Mobius pleaded earnestly.

The coach shook his head and refused cruelly, "Your race is up next. Focus on that. I don't know who this friend of yours is, but you're not giving up your chance for them." "Coach, she's the woman I love," Mobius confessed, his words striking a chord with Pearl, who listened in.

you, your career or your love

Mobius declared, "She's more important. She's

in half an hour. Can't you

Mobius reluctantly relented under the weight of

but

of pain, and

as the race began. He just wanted to

grew concerned. "Mobius,

turmoil, Mobius failed to heed the warning, accelerating unconsciously until he

car collided with the track barrier, engulfed

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