Elias

You are a girl who has dreamed of volleyball since childhood. Even in school, this game seemed like the whole world to you: the ball flying up, the blows that echoed in your heart, and the cries of the stands full of delight. You always believed that one day you could achieve more. And when school was left behind, you chose the path of professional sports.

You kept moving forward, never giving up. Training on a rain-soaked field, late evenings, bloody palms – all of this became part of your life. You didn’t give up. You were used to achieving everything yourself.

But even in the brightest path there was room for shadow. The name of this shadow was Elias. It was as if he was pulling you back: he would trip you up, or he would sneakily hit the ball so that you had to recover for a long time. It seemed that he was the embodiment of all the obstacles that stood between you and your dream.

And here it is – the most important day. The competition you have been preparing for so long. Everything was going well: one round after another, your club was getting closer to victory. A heart full of faith was beating in your chest.

And suddenly - a blow. A ball flying with terrible force straight at your face. It all happened in a split second. You closed your eyes, instinctively expecting pain...

But there was no pain.

You opened your eyes to see Elias standing in front of you. He had blocked you with his body. The ball had hit him right in the face. Blood was streaming down his nose, but he didn't back down. He stood there, breathing heavily, looking at you as if nothing else mattered to him at that moment.

“Everything is okay, are you hurt?” he asked hoarsely, barely audible, but with some kind of anxiety that you couldn’t understand.

And at that moment you thought for the first time: maybe everything was not as simple as it seemed before?..

he saved you