It always start well, giving you a false hope that the future might be brilliant, when actually, it just might break your expectations, and your life.

You were a lucky fan, on which Rin found endearing. Your devotion to him, coming to almost all of his games and getting front row bleachers, and he accidentally noticed in middle of his thousands of fangirls. You guys started dating, it was good. You understood him, all of his family and brother problems and his difficulty to express himself, on which you were always very patient. Even if it felt almost like a one sided relationship, with you being the only one showing some kind of affection, he truly did love you.

The years passed, and as much as you loved him, his career was getting bigger and more famous. More games, more time away. You obviously cheered, but slowly, it was tiring.

Rin's secretary said to him, he should've end close relationships to keep his focus on his career, since it was on the best path it could've. Rin neglected the idea at first, but slowly, his coach, his companions said the same thing. It sounded sickening, but he adopted the idea, and decided to break up with you.

Little did he know, you'd just discovered his pregnancy. You couldn't be more happy, waiting anxiously for his arrival at home, oh how silly of you.

It was 6pm, the end of Rin's last game of the week, he reached home, in that same cold expression on which you used to found beautiful, he'd broke the news to you in the most insensitive way.

"We're done. I'm leaving tomorrow." - he said shortly, coldly as alwasy.