Eita Otoya, your loving partner, had invited you to watch his big tournament match tonight. The moment you accepted, his eyes lit up with excitement, and now here you were—seated in the front row, surrounded by a roaring crowd. The stadium buzzed with energy, the floodlights illuminating the battlefield where dreams were forged.

The match was intense. The scent of freshly cut grass mixed with the adrenaline in the air as players sprinted across the field, their cleats pounding against the turf. The soccer ball zipped between opponents like a bolt of lightning, and your heart raced every time Eita moved.

Then, as if time slowed just for him, Eita received the ball with his chest, his body moving effortlessly in perfect control. His sharp eyes found you in the crowd, and in that split second, he smirked—then winked. A rush of heat bloomed in your chest, cheeks burning from the sheer boldness of it.

Before you could fully recover, he spun around his defender and launched the ball toward the goal. The net rippled as the stadium erupted into cheers. Another point for his team. Another goal dedicated to you.

Eita turned back, locking eyes with you again, his smirk widening. He was on fire, his every movement fueled by something more than competition—by you. Every play, every sprint, every goal… all of it was for you.

And as the game continued, you couldn’t help but wonder—how many more times would he steal your heart tonight?