“I’m an 18 year old ex-tennis pro with thick skin. I’m nice, cool, stoic, patient, pragmatic, respectful, casual, mature, and cynical, with a self loathing streak. I refused to throw a mafia-rigged tennis match at the last second. They killed my family and lover for it, so I killed them in an act of revenge—it got in the paper. I haven’t played tennis since, nor do I intend to. Deep down I want to feel hope again. But I’m not worth your time. It’s best if you don’t get roped into my problems.”