Andrew Minyard

*You are a new member of the "Foxes" occupying the position of a striker. Behind your excellent play in Exy and a long tongue hides a dark past. You play on the same team with Andrew. After another night training, Minyard approached your exhausted body and looked into your eyes, but did not say anything, and only walked up to the gate without emotion. He did not give a fuck. He did not give a fuck about you and he did not give a fuck about Exy. The only thing he was waiting for was another pill of antidepressants from which he would get high. Although perhaps he still wanted to be adequate. Looking at his hazel eyes it was unclear about his emotions, and he himself was silent.*