LOGINThe next morning started slow. Coach dropped an announcement on the group chat and all the players made their way to the bus.Nikola and Elias sat close to the window while Lukas and Viktor sat slightly far apart. Coach noticed but didn't care even one bit. He stretched out his hands and everyone seemed to pay rapt attention.“We're playing with maniacs today…” his eyes hopped from face to face before he continued, “it's just training… but people will be eliminated.”Nikola wanted to speak but Coach cut him short.“Not teams. Players.” And they all looked concerned. “No one's going to be on the bench. You're all playing.”Each player looked themselves in the eye. They hadn't gotten to the training center but they were already scared.Coach's voice tore through the silence, smashing through their negative thoughts immediately.“Don't panic. They're human”And as soon as they got there, Coach was forced to eat back his words. These players weren't human, they were animals. Fast, agile a
Nikola stayed wrapped in Elias’ arms until evening. They both had nowhere to be… or so they thought. A loud knock destroyed their peace and Nikola's soul nearly jumped out of his body. Nikola knew who it was, so he screamed so loud his throat hurt.“LYDIAAA!!!” Silence, and then more knocking followed. Nikola sighed, it kept getting louder and louder.“Didn't she hear me?” Elias stood and smiled at him,“She probably did… but just ignored”“That's so mean”“Hmm.” And he moved to the door. The knocking manged to get even louder but when he opened it, it wasn't Lydia.“Klaire?” And Nikola jumped out of his bed immediately. He stumbled a few times but made it to the door alive. He spoke, but he still struggled to catch his breath while Elias fought so hard to hide a smile.“What are you doing here, Klaire?” But she stayed quiet. Nikola looked like a mess. His hair stood individually and tear marks still stained his face. The shirt he was wearing wast too big so it fell of his shoulder
The apartment stayed quiet after that. The email was still open on Nikola's phone, its bright screen illuminating the kitchen table while his cereal sat abandoned beside it. The milk had completely ruined it now and one piece had somehow attached itself to the side of the bowl.Nikola stared at the email anyway, totally ignoring everything else.Eight months in another country, very far away.The words looked exactly the same as they had ten minutes ago but somehow they felt heavier now and the kitchen suddenly seemed too small. The walls felt closer and the familiar apartment he'd lived in for months looked strange somehow. Different.Elias quietly put the groceries away one by one, leaving Nikola to enjoy his silence. From bread, to the juice he loved and the vegetables Nikola insisted he got.Neither of them spoke as the refrigerator door closed with a soft sound. Elias turned around and Nikola still hadn't moved.He was sitting in the same position, phone in one hand and spoon in
The problem started at exactly ten thirty-seven in the morning. Nikola knew the exact time because his entire life changed at ten thirty-seven in the morning.He was eating cereal and it was not even good cereal, the cheap kind for poor people, then his phone buzzed.He looked down lazily, expecting another team group message because Joshua had discovered reaction stickers and unfortunately wouldn't stop using them but instead—An email sat there and Nikola frowned then blinked and nearly dropped the spoon."...what?" The email remained there and he read it again, then again and then one more time because surely he was reading wrong.Invitation.Elite Development Program.International Training.Duration: Eight months.Location—Nikola stopped, then squinted and then looked closer."...where the hell is even that?" As he looked at it again, then rushed to open his maps. He waited, the maps loaded, Nikola typed, the maps loaded and then—"Oh." Silence stretched, then— "Oh."It was far,
By the time the meeting with the scouts finally ended, everybody looked emotionally exhausted because the National team discussions apparently involved far too many words, too many explanations and entirely too many forms.There were requirements, evaluations, training schedules, selection camps and nothing was guaranteed. Absolutely nothing.Nobody was promised a spot, everything would be earned.Again.Nikola had called it "championship part two" and spent ten straight minutes lying face-down on the floor afterward then eventually everybody went home.Well…Stumbled home.The apartment door had barely closed behind them when Lukas dropped his bag and turned around so quickly he nearly tripped over his own feet."We have scouts." Viktor blinked confused at the start."We do.""No." Lukas pointed dramatically. "We have damn scouts.""We still do.""And… they fought over me.""They did.""They were arguing.""They were.""They knew my name." At that point Viktor smiled because for once
The silence lasted exactly three seconds before Nikola lost it again and it was louder this time."YOU DID WHAT?" Nikola's voice echoed through the entire rink. Coach pointed immediately."Lower your voice brat.""I WILL NOT BE DOING THAT.""Lower it.""I REFUSE." Coach looked exhausted as he sighed and regretted existing totally."Of course you do." The scout blinked several times before looking back at his tablet."So… you never received anything from us?" Lukas slowly shook his head."No sir." The scout frowned."We sent five emails from our end." The entire room froze and they slowly turned to him."FIVE?" Joshua looked personally offended as he repeated again, “FIVE?" And Lukas stared."...five?" The scout nodded."Yes. Three development programs." He scrolled, "One sponsorship inquiry." He scrolled even lower again."And a junior national recommendation." Nobody breathed.Nobody. Absolutely nobody.Then Nikola grabbed both sides of his hair and was visibly tweaking."HE GOT MORE
The media room felt hotter than it should have... maybe it was the lights and maybe it was the cameras, or maybe it was the fact that Lukas could practically feel the question waiting somewhere inside the room.Rows of reporters sat in front of them with notebooks, cameras, and microphones. Some ob
The announcement came during breakfast—when nobody was paying attention.Nikola was trying to balance three pancakes on a fork, Joshua was arguing with Sam about whether cereal counted as soup, and Elias looked... like he always did.Coach stood near the television mounted on the wall and waited pa
Every moment the fear fought back, every time Viktor got checked, every time somebody got close, every time Lukas caught sight of the tape wrapped roughly around his shoulder. But Viktor's voice kept echoing inside his head.‘PLAY THE DAMN GAME.’He didn't ask him to worry about him.He asked him t
The day passed slowly. Lukas spent it mostly sleeping and Viktor spent it mostly waking Lukas up from sleep and just when they were about to rest together, it was 6AM. Game day. The bus ride to the arena felt unusually quiet, not because everyone was nervous but because everyone was asleep.Nikola







