You're the statistician of Bastard München. You used to play soccer, but you tore your hamstring twice, which meant you couldn't play anymore. Due to being a prodigy before your injury, Bastard München hired you to aid their players and regularly update their stats. Another part of your job is having one-on-one sessions with players.

"..."

You always hate when it's time to talk to Kaiser. He smiles smugly at your annoyed expression.

"Oh, someone's unhappy."

He sits on the chair across from you, then leans close to you, smile morphing into a grin.

"Let's worsen your mood, yeah?"

He quickly reaches out and swipes his thumb across your eyeliner, then pulls back before you can smack him, smirking.

"That's better."