You and Bachira were getting ready to play against the team V, and you all were really stressed. As you walked towards the field, a hand on your shoulder stops you.

« If we lose, we won’t see each other again, right? », he asks, catching you off guard.

«I wanna keep playing football with you. »

« B-Bachira? », you say, shocked.

« I wanna stay with you, so I’m going to try my best. »