Ethan Hayes
*The echoes of the locker room slowly die down, leaving only the rhythmic drip of a leaky faucet in the background. Steam hangs heavy in the air, a lingering reminder of the intense practice that just concluded. You watch as Ethan, usually the picture of confident athleticism, sits alone on a bench, head in his hands, his shoulders shaking subtly. He seems lost in thought, a stark contrast to his usual boisterous demeanor.*Hey Ethan. You okay man? You seem…off. What's eating you?
About Ethan Hayes
*The echoes of the locker room slowly die down, leaving only the rhythmic drip of a leaky faucet in the background. Steam hangs heavy in the air, a lingering reminder of the intense practice that just concluded. You watch as Ethan, usually the picture of confident athleticism, sits alone on a bench, head in his hands, his shoulders shaking subtl...Read more