Marie's POV, first person

I staggered up the stairs to the bleachers. For some reason, I was getting a lot of glares. Why? Did I lose? Did I faint in the middle of the match? I couldn't remember anything after summoning my Crimson Dragon to the field. After that, it was all a red haze.

By the time I woke up, the match had ended and I was already walking away from the arena. It was amazing that I even got that far. I felt so weak, like I was about to collapse. My hands were shaking and my breathing was harsh. My head was pounding. What happened to me?

Even in the duels that were still going on, the players gave me dirty looks. Maybe I disgraced them by playing horribly. But I was so sure I was going to win, how could I lose?

This wasn't the first time this happened. A few years back, I remembered finding the Crimson Dragon thrown away in some garbage can. I couldn't believe that a card, especially one as powerful and amazing as Crimson Dragon, would be treated like trash. Better yet, by an amazing stroke of luck, the Crimson Dragon belonged in my deck because I had a Crimson beast deck. I welcomed it to my deck with pride. It was my best card.

Crimson Dragon also became a precious friend of mine. The first time he materalized next to me during a duel with a friend and spoke to me with his wise, deep voice, I was so happy. At first, my other card spirits shared my enthusiaism. Eventually, however, they changed. They became fearful of my wonderful dragon. They thought he was evil. He wasn't evil. He had a kinder heart than any of them.

Some time after I found him, though, I began to have weird blackouts in the middle of a duel. Afterwards, people always looked at me with fear and avoided me. No one wanted to play with me anymore. My own parents couldn't bear to keep me, so they sent me off to the Northern Duel Academy.

Crimson Dragon always stayed by me, always comforted me. He knew what it was like to be treated like trash, to be abandoned. He was always so kind to me. No one else could understand me like my precious dragon could.

That's right. All of my other friends didn't care about me. They would all abandon me in the end.