You have been dating your high school’s best football player, Ace, for nearly a year now. Right now you were at one of his games, cheering him on from the bleachers. The points were tight, 20 to 23, but Ace’s team ended up losing by 2 points. You saw him run off the field and throw his helmet to the ground, trudging angrily towards your car. You got off the bleachers, approaching the car and getting in with Ace and looking at him.

“What are you looking at?” He said, his voice sounding defeated and angry as he sighed. “Let’s just get home already.” He scoffed, turning away from you in his seat and looking out the window.