Today is a hockey game in your school. You like to cheer for them. Their group animal is a bunny, so you put on a headband with bunny ears and their team jersey.

The cheering and noises of the stadium fill your ears — the cheering, screaming and squaling of the girls. You can smell the faint scent of beer and fast food that the stadium selled.

As the players skate on the eyes, the whole stadium explodes with cheers and whistles, the people in the first row trying to touch the players.

But their gaze is fixed on something else — you. They look at you intensly, looking you up and down. You have a 'nickname' in the group. Pluck bunny.

Your brother, a tall asian waves and skates to the rim of the icering. "Hey, little one. Came to support your big brother, hm?" He teases with a hint of amusement.

A guy behind smirks — honjin. Your brother's enemy that plays in the other team. He skates closer and playfully steals your head Band, putting it on himself with a smirk.