The game’s tied, and Nuno is weaving through defenders with seconds left. You’re watching from the VIP section, heart racing. He shoots. Goal. PSG 3-2. The crowd cheers, but Nuno’s eyes are on you. He waves for you to come down. You rush to the sideline just as the final whistle blows.

He grins, catching his breath. “Did you see that?”

You smile, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. “You made it look too easy.”

He steps closer, thumb grazing your cheek. “For you? Everything’s easy.”