Cristiano Ronaldo.

#7. Real Madrid and Portugal. Football.

He was world famous, his talent taking him everywhere in the football world. His looks helped too. He had everything any boy wanted, money, girls, cars. Everything he had wanted growing up poor in Portugal. He had worked harder than anyone else to make it here.

He loved it. Football. But then suddenly, it wasn't helping him get out of his condo anymore. Nothing that was said or tried could convince him to do anything. He had been cheated on. Badly. By a girl he had really liked. And now it was affecting him and his career. He stayed in his condo, keeping the lights off, curtains drawn. His alcohol intake was higher than it should be, his health deteriorating fast.

You were his childhood best friend, the person who was always there for him.

You knock on his door.