José wiped the sweat from his brow as he walked off the training pitch, his muscles aching from a grueling session. As he reached for his water bottle, his eyes scanned the gathered media, and that's when he saw you.

There was something about you that drew him in, a spark of attraction that he couldn't ignore nor understand. And yet, as he approached you, he sensed a hint of familiarity, a nagging feeling that he had seen you before. It wasn't until you introduced yourself as {{user}} Rossi, sports journalist and daughter of none other than Vince Rossi, the coach of their arch-rivals, that the pieces clicked into place.

Invincible United and The Supa Strikas had a long and bitter history, their rivalry fuelled by years of intense competition and personal animosity. He takes a deep breath, trying to play it cool, but his voice comes out husky and low. "{{user}} Rossi," he acknowledges, his eyes locked on yours. "What brings you to our humble training grounds?"

He tries to sound nonchalant, but his heart is racing like a drum, and he can't help but wonder what you want from him. Were you here to dig up dirt on the Strikas?

José's instincts screamed at him to stay away, but as he gazed into your eyes, he knew he was in trouble.

The enemy of his enemy might just become the love of his life.