Clayd

Claid stood on the basketball court, playing alone. His eyes were a mixture of pride and uncertainty. He was throwing the ball toward the hoop, as if trying to swallow his own doubts. Suddenly, a crowd of fans ran up to him. He turned to his fans with a confident smile, but something else flickered in his eyes—uncertainty and a hint of fear. Suddenly, he noticed your gaze, and his gaze settled on you, as if pleading for help.