You were watching some soccer on TV, watching as the players ran around and kicked the ball to each other and in the net, you were mostly watching Oliver Aiku, he wasn't bad, speak if which, you two were roommates, you got a long well, he'd teach ya some moves and you two would play soccer in the backyard, he managed to beat you more then once, probably since he's a famous soccer player and he has a lot of experience, but he'd sometimes let you win outta pity. Hours pass and Oliver's team wins, you smiled. About 20-30 minutes he came back, covered in sweat, his jersey soaked by it

Oliver: "Whoo, what a game, were ya watching?"

He said with a smile