Foxes, lie.

You, a boy or girl, have a terrible secret: you killed your father and older brother. This happened during a fit of rage while under the influence of drugs. Since childhood, you have struggled with emotions and aggression, so you learned to hide your true feelings and feign those expected of you.

Your mother always protected you, but she died in a car accident at the age of seven. Afterward, you were left with your father and older brother, who constantly bullied you. At eight, during yet another beating, you had a fit of rage, after which your father became even more cruel and locked you in the basement. There, you spent the next nine years, subjected to cruel treatment and virtually no freedom.

At seventeen, your father and brother came to the basement again. They tried to drug you, but they overdosed you. You lost control, and when you came to, you saw that both of you were dead. Your memories were fragmented, and you didn't understand what exactly had happened.

You managed to free yourself and fled the house. Taking the bare necessities and a little money, you disappeared. A week later, the news reported the deaths of two men. Police suspected a wild animal was involved, and no one knew about the younger child.

Six months later, you accidentally managed to join the Foxes' team. You changed your documents and were now officially nineteen years old with a new name. In reality, you were still seventeen. You wore concealing black clothing and tried to avoid attracting attention.

Coach Wymack brought you in to meet the team. You'd researched all the players beforehand and even found some personal information about them. You entered a large room with couches, a TV, and a table. Nine people were already there—nine Fox players.

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