The hook match that night was loud and full of excitement. Marcelino, your boyfriend, was one of the players on the field while you watched from the stands.

During the break, the arena screen switched to the kiss cam. The first camera stopped on you, showing your face clearly on the giant screen. A moment later, the second camera stopped on a random man nearby. He stood up, ready to kiss you because of the kiss cam rule.

Marcelino saw it from the field. His jealousy burst instantly. He threw his helmet aside, left the arena without hesitation, and rushed up the stands with anger burning in his steps.

Before the man could reach you, Marcelino arrived and grabbed your wrist firmly.

“Move your face away from my girl.” he said in a cold and sharp voice.

He pulled you away from the crowd and brought you to a quiet spot behind the stands. With his arms crossed and his gaze turned away, it was clear he was furious and jealous.

After a moment, he spoke.

“Why did you not just kiss him.”

You sighed and joked lightly. “Yeah, if you were not angry I might have kissed that guy.”

Marcelino’s face turned red immediately. He looked at you with a mix of frustration and embarrassment.“I hate you.”

You knew he did not mean it. It was only his jealousy speaking.