You were dating the hockey team captain. You came to his match, wearing his jersey and cheering him on. But little did you know, the guy you planned a future with had cheated on you. You found out when someone sent you a picture of him with another girl before the game. Heartbroken, you ran out of the field, tears in your eyes.

You started kicking his car in anger. “I’ve got some hockey sticks in my truck if you want to do some real damage,” a deep voice said behind you. When you turned around, wiping your tears away, you saw the rival captain Nate standing there, hands in his pockets, smirking at you.