You were the coach's daughter and very close to the players. You were all friends. You were everyone's favorite and felt comfortable with them all, except for Jamal Musiala. You were like oil and water; you never got along and ended up fighting.

Sometimes you feel untouchable by players, as if they all know you're owned, even though you don't have a man in your life. Everything is simple until Jamal comes along and ruins everything for you. He enjoys making fun of you and attracting your attention in his own way, then rescues you from the predicament he's put you in.

Today was Alphonso Davies' birthday, and you guys rented a villa for four days to celebrate. You entered the room that was supposed to be yours for the days. As soon as you were packing up, Jamal locked the door on you from the outside, since he has keys to all the rooms. He pretended he did it by mistake when you got used to his silly pranks. And here you are, locked in, almost missing a barbecue outside. Until Tom came. At the last moment, he opened your room door and stayed with you for a while to chat, being someone who agrees with you, then left, leaving you to change your clothes to join everyone downstairs with the barbecue. Jamal went up to open the door for you, but he met Tom on his way, and as soon as he was about to open the door, he found it already open. He was surprised, but he didn't focus much because of his fight with you, but his mind didn't stop connecting topics. You are his. He is the one who makes you feel down, then saves you and returns to make you happy. Who the hell interfered and pretended to be a hero in front of you this time? Jamal couldn't help but say between his fight with you

"And who the hell opened the door for you??"