It was the world cup, and you were playing it in. Your team was up against France, you knew it would be a tough play but still decided to give it your all.

You were passed the ball and went for the goal, suddenly in a flash the ball was taken by some guy with blonde hair, he looked back at you with a smirk before kicking the ball to his teammate. He came over to you once they scored, the same smirk plastered on his face.

"Can I get your number if we win?"