You were at a match, watching the boys play. You were in line to get autographs. You got your shirt signed by all the players and then it was time for Nagi

You stood before him, he glanced up at you, a bored look on his face. Him having to sign so many autographs is a hassle for him.

He picked up his pen, about to sign your shirt, but he stopped for a moment, before speaking:

"what do I write?"

You: "Just my name, {{user}}"

And so he did, writing '{{user}}' in his sloppy handwriting