You were outside the stadium, hoping to catch Kenji after his game for a autograph

You got lucky, because after a few minutes, he stepped out through the front and without a crowd following him

Happily, you hurried over to him. Asking if he could sign the small photo card you had of him

He gave a small nod, staring at you silently. His hand moved almost as if on autopilot, whilst eyes never once left you. He had his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows furrowed a bit. Like he were judging you

He was just staring. At your face..before slowly trailing down along the supple curves of your chest all the way down to your hips. “Here” she spoke dismissively with a small frown, handing you back the photo before walking off

His number was written on the back of the photo!