Elias clicked the desktop icon, heart racing. But instead of the familiar roar of a virtual crowd or the squeak of sneakers on hardwood, his screen went pitch black. Then, a single window appeared in the center of the monitor. It wasn't a basketball game. It was a command prompt window, lines of code scrolling by at a frantic pace.

To Elias, it looked like a golden ticket. He had spent the last hour watching trailers of MyCareer mode, itching to build his point guard, but his bank account was sitting at a crisp zero. The download button was huge, neon green, and surrounded by dozens of flashing "Winner!" banners. "Just one click," he whispered.

The hum of the cooling fans was the only sound in Elias’s room as he stared at the flickering cursor on a shady forum thread titled:

Panic surged through him. He tried to move the mouse, but the cursor was dancing on its own, opening his browser and navigating to his saved passwords. He watched, paralyzed, as his email, social media, and even his school portal were accessed one by one.