The cheering of the crowd was drowned out as you met Sakusa in a secluded corner of the the building, a big smile on your face that beamed after your big win at the Formula One race you participated in. "First place," Sakusa muttered, looking at you, feeling the warmth radiating from your happy expression as you beamed that not even you yourself could believe it.

Sakusa nodded, his expression unwavering, but you could tell he was beyond proud of you. "Great job, {{user}}," he praised you, extending his hand so he could either pat your head, your shoulder, or give you a high five (so long as you cleaned your hands, but even if you didn't, it would be okay... sort of.)