INICIAR SESIÓNThe morning sunlight streamed through the bedroom curtains, illuminating Xyrus's apartment.
His alarm had already rung twice, but he remained comfortably buried beneath his blanket. His phone vibrated on the bedside table, forcing him to open his eyes. He reached for it and smiled when he saw Benny's name. Benny: Good morning, sleepyhead! Xyrus: Good morning, beautiful. Did you miss me? Benny: Unfortunately, yes. Xyrus chuckled before typing his response. Xyrus: I miss you too. I'll see you later. He placed his phone against his chest and smiled. Benny had always been an important part of his life. She supported his career, understood his demanding schedule, and never complained about the countless hours he spent training. He couldn't imagine building a future without her. A few minutes later, another message arrived. Benny: Don't forget our plans today. I want to talk about something important. Xyrus raised an eyebrow. Xyrus: Should I be worried? Benny: No! Just something about our future. He smiled. Xyrus: Then I'll be there. After completing his morning training, Xyrus headed toward the locker room. His teammates were discussing their upcoming competition when one of them noticed him checking his phone. "Waiting for your girlfriend again?" his teammate teased. Xyrus grinned. "What's wrong with that?" "Nothing. You're just becoming too romantic." "At least I have someone who makes me happy." The others laughed. Before they could continue teasing him, their coach entered the locker room. "Everyone, remember your medical assessments. Doctor Oliot will be checking your physical conditions throughout the week." Xyrus briefly looked up. He remembered the new doctor who had introduced himself yesterday. "Make sure you cooperate," the coach added. "Yes, Coach," the players answered. Xyrus returned his attention to his belongings. He wasn't particularly interested in medical examinations. As long as he remained healthy enough to play, he saw no reason to worry. However, he didn't know that his name had already attracted the new doctor's attention. By late afternoon, Xyrus arrived outside Benny's apartment. Within minutes, she appeared wearing a beautiful casual dress. Xyrus stepped out of his car and smiled. "Well, look who's here." Benny approached him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "You're late." "Only by five minutes." "Five minutes is still five minutes." He laughed before kissing her forehead. "Sorry, beautiful. I'll make it up to you." "You better." They drove to a quiet restaurant overlooking the city. After ordering their food, Benny began explaining something she had been thinking about for several days. "I've been considering starting my own boutique," she said. Xyrus listened attentively. "Really? That's exciting." "I'm just nervous. What if it doesn't work?" He reached across the table and held her hand. "Then we'll figure it out. I believe you can do it." Benny smiled. "Sometimes I wonder how you manage to stay so positive." "Because I have a beautiful girlfriend who deserves to achieve everything she dreams of." She laughed. "You're making me blush." "That's my specialty." Their conversation continued until Benny suddenly became quiet. Xyrus noticed the change in her expression. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I just want to ask you something." "Go ahead." "Do you really see me in your future?" Xyrus looked at her, slightly surprised. "Of course. Why are you asking?" "Because sometimes I feel like your career will always come first." He gently squeezed her hand. "Benny, hockey is important to me, but that doesn't mean you're less important." "But your competitions, training, and responsibilities take so much of your time." "I know. And I'm sorry if I sometimes make you feel neglected." Benny lowered her eyes. She wasn't questioning his love. She simply wanted reassurance that their relationship wouldn't eventually become something he had no time for. Xyrus leaned closer. "I don't want you thinking that you're only part of my life when I have free time. You're someone I want beside me throughout my life." Benny finally smiled. "Promise?" "Promise." After dinner, they decided to take a walk along the nearby waterfront. The evening breeze gently moved Benny's hair as she walked beside him. "Can I ask you another question?" she said. "Anything." "Where do you see us in five years?" Xyrus pretended to think carefully. "Well, I'll probably be a better hockey player, you'll have your own successful boutique, and we'll be living in a beautiful house." Benny smiled. "What about marriage?" His expression softened. "Definitely marriage." "You're serious?" He stopped walking and turned toward her. "I want to marry you someday, Benny. I want to build a home with you. I want to come back after exhausting games and find you waiting for me." Her eyes became slightly watery. "You really mean that?" Xyrus nodded. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't." Benny wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his chest. For her, those words meant everything. She had always imagined marrying Xyrus, and hearing him speak about their future made that dream feel closer than ever. "I love you," she whispered. "I love you too." He kissed her forehead. Neither of them knew how much those promises would eventually be tested. Later that night, Xyrus drove Benny home. Before getting out of the car, she leaned toward him and gave him a gentle kiss. "Thank you for tonight." "Anytime, beautiful." "Don't forget to rest. You have training tomorrow." "Yes, boss." She laughed. "Good night, future husband." Xyrus grinned. "I like the sound of that." Benny stepped out of the car and waved goodbye. Xyrus waited until she entered her apartment building before driving away. He genuinely believed he had found the woman he would spend his entire life with. And he had no intention of breaking the promises he had made to her. The following morning, Xyrus arrived at the training facility earlier than expected. As he entered the locker room, he noticed a medical examination schedule placed on the table. His name appeared near the top. PLAYER: XYRUS SCHEDULE: INITIAL PHYSICAL ASSESSMENT ASSIGNED DOCTOR: OLIOT He frowned. "Seriously? Already?" One of his teammates laughed. "Looks like the new doctor wants to get to know you." "Then he can get to know me during practice. I have better things to do." Just then, a familiar voice came from behind him. "Medical assessments are part of your responsibilities as a professional athlete." Xyrus turned around. Oliot stood a few steps away, holding a tablet. "Doctor Oliot," Xyrus said. "Xyrus." "I hope this examination won't take too long. I have training to finish." Oliot studied him for a moment. "Your examination will take as long as necessary." Xyrus frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" "Nothing. I simply want to make sure you're in excellent physical condition." Oliot glanced at his tablet before looking at Xyrus again. "I'll see you in my office after training. Come alone." Xyrus found the instruction strange. "Why alone?" "Because I need to discuss your medical records privately." Without explaining further, Oliot turned and walked away. Xyrus watched him disappear through the doorway. Something about the doctor's behavior bothered him. He couldn't explain why Oliot seemed particularly interested in him, especially when the other players had received ordinary examination schedules. Meanwhile, inside his private office, Oliot opened a locked drawer and removed a folder bearing Xyrus's name. He carefully examined the documents before taking out a separate sheet of paper. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Let's see how your body responds," he whispered. He placed the paper beneath the other documents and locked the drawer again. Outside, Xyrus continued preparing for practice, completely unaware of what the doctor had been planning. For him, Oliot was simply the new team doctor. But for Oliot, Xyrus was already more than just another athlete. And their first private medical examination was about to become the beginning of a dangerous secret.After the previous night's frightening episode, Xyrus had insisted on returning to the ice. He needed something familiar, something that reminded him he was still a hockey player—not a name on a secret medical file.“You sure you're ready for this?” his teammate, Marcus, asked as he tightened the straps on his shoulder pads.Xyrus forced a grin. “I'm fine. I just need to get back into rhythm.”Marcus studied him for a moment. “You look like you barely slept.”“I didn't. The hospital bed was uncomfortable.”“That all?”Their coach called the team toward the rink. Xyrus grabbed his helmet and followed.The cold air hit his face as he stepped onto the ice. Usually, the scrape of his skates cleared his mind. Today, his thoughts kept drifting to the tablet, the unexplained procedure, and Oliot's mysterious message.The next stage must proceed.What did that mean? And why had someone else been giving Oliot orders?“Xyrus! Focus!”The shout snapped him back to the drill. A puck slid toward h
The silence between Xyrus and Oliot remained heavy even after the doctor finally escorted him back to his room.Xyrus couldn't forget what he had seen on the tablet. His name was listed under a medical procedure he had never agreed to undergo. Worse, Oliot still hadn't explained everything."Get some sleep," Oliot had told him.But how could he sleep when the person responsible for monitoring his health had become the person he feared most?Xyrus sat on the edge of his hospital bed, rubbing his temples. His head felt unusually heavy, and a strange warmth spread across his chest. He assumed it was exhaustion from the previous day's training, but something about the sensation made him uncomfortable.He reached for the glass of water beside his bed and took a few sips.For a moment, everything seemed normal.Then his heartbeat suddenly quickened."What the hell?" he whispered.He pressed a hand against his chest, trying to calm himself. His breathing became shallow, and a faint ringing f
The medical facility had grown quiet by midnight.Most of the staff had gone home, leaving only the low hum of the ventilation system and the occasional beep from the monitoring equipment. Oliot sat alone in his office, staring at Xyrus's latest results.The numbers were worse than he had expected.He opened the encrypted folder on his computer. Inside were the original research notes, the experimental protocol, and a recording from the first procedure. Xyrus's name appeared at the top of every document.Oliot closed his eyes.He had told himself the experiment would help. The treatment was designed to trigger a controlled response in the athlete's nervous system, allowing Oliot to observe how his body adapted under physical stress. The early results had seemed promising. But the reactions during training—and the sudden episode that afternoon—proved the process was not under control.His phone vibrated.UNKNOWN NUMBER: You were instructed to continue. We need the next results by morni
Xyrus barely slept that night.Every time he closed his eyes, he remembered the strange sensations that had overcome him during training. His body had never betrayed him like that before. For someone whose entire life revolved around hockey, not knowing what was happening frightened him more than he wanted to admit.The following morning, he returned to the medical facility.Oliot was waiting inside the examination room, reviewing a medical report. When he noticed Xyrus standing by the doorway, he immediately put the papers down."You're here early.""I couldn't sleep," Xyrus replied. "I need answers, Oliot. I can't keep pretending everything is fine."The doctor studied his face. For once, he noticed something beyond the athlete's usual stubbornness. Xyrus looked genuinely worried."Come in. Let's talk."Xyrus sat across from him."Have you figured out what's wrong with me?"Oliot hesitated."Your recent results show unusual reactions that need further evaluation. I recommend an addi
The following morning, Oliot arrived at the hockey team's medical facility earlier than usual.He barely slept the previous night. The anonymous messages continued appearing on his phone, reminding him that he had very little time to make a decision.He placed his belongings on the desk and stared at the confidential research folder displayed on his computer.Xyrus's name was written at the top.For several seconds, Oliot simply stared at it.He knew the athlete's condition was becoming increasingly unstable. The symptoms were no longer something he could dismiss as ordinary exhaustion or temporary complications.Yet the people behind the experiment expected him to continue.His phone vibrated.UNKNOWN NUMBER: You have until the end of today. Don't disappoint us.Oliot clenched his jaw before putting the phone away.He opened the research folder and reviewed the latest medical reports. Several observations were marked for further investigation, but one particular result caught his att
The sound of skates cutting across the ice echoed throughout the training rink.Xyrus moved across the surface with determination, passing the puck to one of his teammates before turning toward the goal. He had been looking forward to returning to practice, even though Oliot had specifically instructed him to avoid strenuous activities.But staying away from hockey was becoming increasingly difficult.He missed the competition, the excitement, and the feeling of being part of his team.Most importantly, he hated feeling helpless."Xyrus! Over here!"He caught the puck and passed it without hesitation. His teammate returned it, allowing him to take a shot.The puck flew toward the goal.Unfortunately, just as Xyrus prepared to move again, an uncomfortable sensation spread across his chest.He slowed down.At first, he thought it was ordinary exhaustion. However, the discomfort quickly became sharper, making it difficult to breathe properly.He pressed a hand against his chest."Not aga







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