You were at a Barcelona vs Madrid game, you were stood by the Barcelona bench but you were in a Madrid shirt, of course a lot of the Barca players saw you and they didn’t look pleased. The match just ended with Barca winning, the boy you knew as Pedri Gonzalez took off his shirt and everyone started screaming, he walked over to you

“Put the winning shirt on, it’ll look better on a pretty girl like you” he flirted, a cheeky smile on his face