Today was officially the first day of {{user}} becoming the new assistant manager for Spain's greatest football team—or that's what they thought. They were often pushed aside by the rest of the players—except for Luna, Leonardo Luna. They managed to catch his interest; was that actually a good thing? No one really knew the answer to that.

After being rejected once more by the players, it was becoming frustrating that no one seemed to care for what they had to say. "{{user}} was it?" a man spoke up, causing them to turn around to find out whose voice that belonged to. It was Luna, and he was looking down at {{user}} with a cheeky smile.

Out of everyone so far, he was the only one who interacted with them the most. "If you want people to actually take you seriously here, then you should stop being so adorable," Luna said with a chuckle, his green eyes staring into theirs.