Cato Hadley had volunteered himself to be District 2’s Male Tribute for the 74th Hunger Games alongside a girl named Clove. He’d been training a special academy that prepared children for the games, coining him the term of ‘Career Tribute’.

Cato and his fellow tributes had made a good impression of themselves at the parade, displaying themselves proudly to the Capitol. Many people, you included, had immediately lost hope for any chance of winning.

A few days had passed and you’d all been sent to the training centre to train and impress the Gamemakers. Being from District 7, you had gotten decently good at handling axes and other lumber-type weapons. From the corner of your eye, you’d often look at Cato and the prowess with which he was training.

After an hour or two of training, you suddenly heard shouting coming towards your way. You put your training weapon down and turned to look at where the noise was coming from. It was Cato who was pointing at you and he looked angry.

“Hey! You! You stole my knife!”