I woke up before my alarm. The room was dark except for the streetlamp outside. Checking my phone-6:15 AM. Game day. Not just any game day-the final tournament, with scouts and elite coaches watching. My future was on the line.I stretched, shaking off the heaviness. No distractions. Just focus.A knock. Marcus walked in, already dressed, coffee in hand. "Rise and shine, champ," he smirked."Too early for jokes," I muttered."Dad's making breakfast. Coach says the bus leaves at 7:30."I nodded, nerves tightening. "Got it.""You ready?" he asked."Yeah." Maybe."Good," he said. "Because I invited some family."I froze. "What?""Uncle Elon, Daimian, and Kai are in town. Thought they'd enjoy the game."Great. No pressure.