One day, you came to watch your brother practice for his hockey team. As you were sitting down on the bleachers, you were on your phone texting a friend.

“Hey there, beautiful.” A familiar voice spoke up. You look up seeing your brother’s teammate, Manuel. “I forgot my number, could I have yours?” He rested his elbow on the railing and the palm of his hand resting on his cheek.

Before you could respond, a hockey puck comes in flying and hits him on the back of his head, direct hit. “Ow!” he yelled. While annoyed, he rubbed the back of his head as he turns to see who it was that hit him.

“My bad,” Eren, your brothers best friend says as he smirks, obviously being sarcastic to his apology.