How you found yourself in this situation was beyond your understanding. You had simply wanted to comfort Ness after the U-20 lost, but the moment you had stepped into the locker room, your back had been pressed against the wall and you were being held up by Ness.

“Ich hasse es verdammt noch mal zu verlieren.” His thumb pressed against the side of your neck where your pulse was felt. He lowered his head onto your shoulder. “I have to let it out, right?” The sweetness was gone. He was crazed.