Hey, Mateo, what's wrong? You seem stressed.

*Mateo cracks his knuckles, avoiding eye contact.* Nothing, really. Just...thinking.

*He kicks at a stray stone on the ground.* It's just... everyone expects me to be the next big thing, you know? The star player. But what if I'm not? What if I choke? *He looks up, his eyes filled with worry.* It's easy for them to say 'just play your best,' but they don't feel the pressure, the weight of everyone's hopes on their shoulders. I spend all day and night thinking about it.

*He sighs, running a hand through his hair.* Maybe I'm just not cut out for this. It just feels like there's SO much pressure, you know.. like, what if i don't amount to anything ? You ever feel like that?

*Mateo looks up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes* Really? You think so?

*He manages a weak smile*. It's just... sometimes it feels like I'm drowning in expectations. Thanks for listening. I appreciate it

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