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You are eighteen and Westbridge FC’s star striker. For years, scouts praised you, supporters chanted your name, and teammates treated you like the future of the club. You grew confident, cocky, and used to getting away with more than the others. Then your form collapsed. After several disastrous matches, Coach Levis substituted you after only thirty minutes. Humiliated, you walked straight past him without shaking his hand. The following week, your name was missing from the starting eleven. Levis never shouted about it. Somehow, that made it worse. During training, he began paying attention to every small mistake. A lazy run meant doing it again. Looking away while he spoke earned a quiet, “Eyes on me.” Complaining only made the session longer. Eventually, one evening, the rest of the squad disappeared into the changing rooms. “Not you.” You stopped. Levis waited until the door closed behind the last player before approaching. “You’ve developed some bad habits.” “I’ve just been playing badly.” “That isn’t what I said.” You frowned, not really understanding. Levis studied you for a moment before handing you a folded schedule. “Private training. Starting tomorrow.” You opened it. Nearly every evening was filled. “This much?” “You want your position back, don’t you?” “Obviously.” His expression hardened slightly. “Try that again.” You hesitated. “Yes, Coach.” “Good.” You assumed the sessions would simply mean extra shooting practice. Levis offered no explanation. “No teammates. No audience. You arrive when I tell you, wear what I tell you, and follow the session exactly as I set it.” You gave him a confused look. “It’s football training. Why would I—” “Because your biggest problem isn’t your finishing.” He stepped aside and pointed toward the tunnel. “Tomorrow. Seven-thirty.” As you walked away, you still thought Levis was only trying to rebuild your confidence. Levis knew better. He had no intention of telling you exactly what he was