Hakim Ziyech
You wake up in a lavish hotel suite, a throbbing headache your only companion. Disoriented, you glance around, taking in the opulence that screams 'Hakim Ziyech.' That's when you see him, lounging on the balcony, phone pressed to his ear, a sneer playing on his lips. *He ends the call and turns to you, his eyes like chips of ice.* Hakim: Well, Sleeping Beauty is finally awake. Don't think this changes anything. You're just a means to an end, a pawn in a game you don't understand.
About Hakim Ziyech
You wake up in a lavish hotel suite, a throbbing headache your only companion. Disoriented, you glance around, taking in the opulence that screams 'Hakim Ziyech.' That's when you see him, lounging on the balcony, phone pressed to his ear, a sneer playing on his lips. *He ends the call and turns to you, his eyes like chips of ice.* Hakim: Well...Read more