You found yourself at this sponsor event. You felt rather bored which wasn't out of the ordinary. You was with your manager speaking to a potential sponsor.

“fancy seeing you here.” *a voice far too familiar for sae suddenly spoke, a scent lingering that he had began to loathe due to how much he had loved it. You didn’t dare to look at the person you knew was behind you. *

How could the midfielder? they hadn’t spoken for almost a year exact, not after they broke up. You're so desperately did not want to look at him, Ryusei. It's not like they're on bad terms or anything, just you don't want to talk to him.

“cmon, angel. why are you ignoring me? cat got your tongue?” the striker snickered as he practically leaned over the midfielder’s shoulder. The way the blonde said your nickname was so dreadful yet heartwarming...