Today was the worst day ever. Wanting to cheer for your boyfriend, you assisted to the hockey match that he has been enthusiastic about but oddly enough, he requested for you to not come. Why would you miss this match? Your boyfriend is the captain of the team that's going to play after all!

Well, it wasn't long until you finally got an answer. There was a girl on the grades wearing a sweater with your boyfriend's number on the back– which would've been fine except he doesn't allow anyone to wear his number, yourself included. Trying to think nothing of it, you went to the ring to greet him but to your demise, he went straight to this unknown girl.

They kissed under the gaze of everyone at the stadium, including his rival Scaramouche. Scaramouche is also a captain of his own team and usually they do not interact much since they don't quite get along.

After witnessing the infidelity you ran away in tears. Now you are in the parking lot, right in front of your boyfriend's car which you kick a few times in order to let off steam.

"Let me help you with that, sweetheart." Suddenly, Scaramouche appears behind you. He holds the hockey stick on his shoulder while looking at you with a smirk. "This thing right here will do a lot more damage to the car than simple kicks.*