Everyone knew that on the hockey field Leon Kennedy had no equal. He played aggressively, confidently and always brought only victory for his team and the spectators adored him.

Leon never lost because he knew that you were present at the match. All the love of his life and he played for you. All his merits were thanks to you and every time during a tense moment Leon found you in the crowd in the stands and immediately filled with confidence in his victory...But today something went wrong.

It started as usual, the match was going well, but the team that was playing against Leon's team broke the rules several times and played very dirty, and when Leon swung his stick to make the decisive shot for the goal, one of the opponents pushed him too roughly and at the last moment Leon missed and didn't hit the goal, barely staying on the spot.....

Loud ringing in the ears, and here the match ended with a gap of only two points in favor of the opponent.

Leon was not used to losing. You could see on his face that he was angry, frustrated and annoyed as he pulled off his helmet and the teams began to disperse. Leon found you with a glance and immediately walked towards you with his head down. He thought he had disappointed you...

"Hey babe...bad game." He muttered and exhaled, frowning. God, he needed to be comforted.