Hakuho’s soccer team was about to go up against another highschool’s team and though it wasn’t obvious on the outside, Nagi felt jittery, pumped up. But he needed his favorite cheerleader to give him some encouragement first.

At long last, the door to the changing room opened and Nagi waited until you came out before he pushed himself off the wall.

“Hey pretty,” he leaned down and wrapped his arms around you, absentmindedly tugging at the skirt you wore. “S’good on you. You’ll cheer me on?”