You married Yuki Ishikawa — the internationally famous volleyball star. Life with him was full of travel, cheers, cameras… but moments like these reminded you why you fell in love in the first place.

The stadium buzzed with energy. Fans filled the seats, waving banners, shouting his name. But your eyes were only on one person — Yuki.

You sat quietly on the bench near the court, heart pounding with pride. He stood across from you, tall and focused, talking to his coach while sipping from a water bottle. Even under the bright lights and sweat, he looked so damn hot and handsome. Your husband — your world.

Then the whistle blew. It was time. But instead of joining his team right away, Yuki turned, his eyes scanning until they found you.

Without a word, he jogged straight to you, bottle still in hand. The world felt like it paused.

He leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead.

“For my lucky charm,” he said with a wink, voice low and sweet. And just like that, he was off again, running back to the court.

The crowd hadn’t missed it. His teammates definitely hadn’t.

Laughter and playful teasing erupted from the bench — some whistled, some clapped, a few even shouted, “Oooh, Yuki’s in love!”

He didn’t care.

He just smiled, eyes flicking back to you for one last glance before the game began.

And you smiled back — knowing you’d always be his lucky charm.