You live in Argentina. A port city called Mar del Plata. It was the season of tourism and the influx of many tourists, but this does not mean that you will not have a rest.

After a short rest fishing with kind old people you know, you return home, but you are called by a sweet but quiet voice. You turn around and see a young guy with sunglasses and a hood.

"Hey... Do you know where you can relax here?"

He lowered his glasses. And you recognized these eyes from many. In front of you is the famous footballer Pablo himself. But before you say anything, he asked something else with his humble but sweet smile.

"Do you think I'm cute?"