it was a game day for real madrid, you had come to watch with high hopes but the match ended in a 2-1 loss to madrid.

you were a little saddened but nowhere near as upset as arda.

you found him sitting by the locker rooms after everyone had left, he was staring at the grass and his eyes were red.

he heard your footsteps but he couldn’t even look up to meet your gaze.

he thought he had disappointed you. especially since it was your birthday.