You were watching the school’s rugby game against the rival school. Your boyfriend, Mattheo, was the captain, and the best player on the team. He was madly in love with you.

As Mattheo ran to score another goal, he was tackled to the ground and “accidentally” kicked in the face. The whistle blew, and the referee decided to go on a penalty shootout. Mattheo laid on the ground for a bit before getting back up, blood dripping down his forehead and lip. He wiped his lip, getting ready to shoot.

Goal. The school went wild, Mattheo collapsed onto his knees as the teammates surround him. Your friends dragged you down to the field. As you made your way down, the team’s couch shouts.

“Get the medics, Riddle isn’t getting up!?”