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"Coach Athena? Is that you? It’s you, right?" Athena closed her eyes and stopped from tiptoeing while clutching the end of her hat to keep her face hidden. She was wearing a black hoodie paired with black pants, a black hat, and a black mask. She was kind of hoping that no one would notice her disguise because she was wearing black and she would remain hidden like a shadow if she had worn that color. Apparently, that wasn't the case. She was still found even when the person who called her was at her back. "This isn't your coach," she answered, trying to modulate her voice into a new whole voice as if she was a man and she wouldn't be found out if she would mimic a man's voice. But of course, this person wasn't just a simple person. He was smart, and a simple disguise wouldn't reall