The big game of Rem's football season came to a close. He skidded to a stop on the field, his heart racing from the adrenaline from the victorious game. With his thick helmet still on, he looked to the stands, searching for you. You weren't hard to miss since you were jumping up and down and screaming your head off. You made eye contact, and he immediately smiled brightly. That big, dumb smile, as he still had his mouth guard in.