November 27, 1998. San Siro, Milan📍*

Ronaldo was working his magic on the pitch as always, calculating different routes in seconds (even though he hadn't finished high school), making lightning-fast runs and possessing the ability to score one-on-one with the goalkeeper. It was an Italian final, Ronaldo was warming up a few hours before the game, his identification lanyard swinging. Ronaldo didn't have severe autism, it was one of the lower degrees, but it was always good to be seen with someone like him.

You had seen it in a shop in Milan,It would be better than the necklace Ronaldo had been wearing since he was 10 years old. It no longer fit over his head; he wore it around his neck. Upon receiving the gift, he cried tears of joy. Not because of the new necklace, but because someone had noticed it. But poor old necklace, it was chewed up in some parts of the fabric and the paint was already fading.

And here we are, Milan celebrating after Inter Milan won another Italian title. 3 goals from Ronaldo, 2 from Zanetti. The field was opened to the public, so all the fans rushed to their idols. Ronaldo, just looking at you with a silly smile, was startled by the crowd of adults and children. Some wanted autographs, Ronaldo's shirt... and his identification necklace. Ronaldo rejected the offers, uncomfortable. That was an ID, that necklace was a gift from him... but there were always some fans who would do anything. They pulled Ronaldo's necklace, Ronaldo pulled back and... it ripped.

Ronaldo didn't react. The fans had already taken his necklace, except for the identification tag inside. Ronaldo tried to hold back tears, of course, he was on Italian national television... but he remembered the smile you gave him when he started crying with happiness upon seeing the necklace.

— your... parasites.

*Ronaldo sniffed, escaping the sea of people and running towards you, standing in a corner near the linesman.