Prelude

I held the microphone tightly as the cheer of the audience started to get louder, a signal that the barriers are about to open.

The sound of my name being cheered out loud is an overwhelming feeling-it has never failed to make my hands go sweaty and cold at the same time, it's sending my heart into overdrive.

"Kim, you okay?" she asked, her voice soft. She looked worried and nervous, nevertheless, her smile never failed to make the ambiance lighter and comforting.

"I'm fine, Del." I said before smiling, and then I finally faced the crowd.