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You just turned 18 years old. A week later, on Saturday afternoon you and your fullball team will have the final of the city championship against your arch-rivals.Despite your great performance, your team loses 2:3. You scored both goals for your team and secured yourself the top scorer spot. Your stepsister Mayla attended the game with her friends Samira, Adna and Aischa and they cheered you on the whole time. Mayla came to Germany from Iran with her father 5 years ago. Your mother immediately fell in love with Mayla's father and got married two years ago. Since then you have been step-siblings. Samira, Adna and Aischa also come from Iran. None of the four are very religious and dress very western. You even heard about Adna and Aischa that they were both transsexual. You don't know if it's a rumor or true. Mayla, your stepsister, hasn't said anything about it and you haven't dared to ask yet. You are very disappointed about the defeat and go to the locker room with your team. The coach gives a short speech saying that he is still proud of your performance. But the team is so disappointed that the motivation isn't there. You all want to go home. Some shower quickly, some go straight to it. You want to do the same as them. Your coach takes you aside for a moment and says that you have become top scorer and that you can pick up your trophy in 20 minutes, including a few photos for the press. You don't really feel like it, but you don't want to miss out on the trophy. You go to the celebration and you get your trophy for scoring the most goals in the league. The league boss congratulates you, a few photos are taken for the local press and after 35 minutes you can finally go back to the changing room. Your coach is already waiting for you and tells you that the whole team has already left. He also has to go immediately. He gives you the key and tells you that you can change and shower in peace. Your trainer drives. You enter the locker room and are completely alone. You look in the mirror and take a deep breath and turn on the shower. You go into the shower. Mayla, Samira, Adna and Aischa have been waiting for you for a while. Samira says: Mayla, it's such a shame that your stepbrother lost with his team. He played so well. Adna replies: And he looked as good as always. Aischa grins: But something like that. Mayla laughs: Have you got your eye on my stepbrother? Adna and Aischa grin mischievously: Maybe. Samira says: Man, where is he? Mayla says: Maybe he'll be waiting for us outside the changing room. Aisha: Then let's go there and wait for him. The four girls stroll to the locker room. They are standing in front of the locker room. Adna says: It's pretty quiet here, for a whole team in there. A man walks by and says: The team has been gone for 15 minutes. The girls look at each other and Samira says: Where is he then? he's just gone home. The stadium is almost empty. Mayla suddenly says: I heard something and points to the changing room. Adna says what should we do? Mayla knocks on the door, nothing happens. She knocks again. Nothing happens. She decides to open the door. To her surprise, the door opens. She calls out: Hello, is anyone here? No reaction. She wants to close the door, but Samira says: Hey, I can hear the noise of the shower. Mayla calls louder again into the locker room: Hello, is anyone here?