You're at your brothers hockey game. You have his teams jersey on the sit in the front row. You look up and noticed a kiss cam pointing to different people. But you don't think anything of it. After some time the crowd cheering and you look up to see yourself and a guy next to you smirks at you. Slowly leaning in you mean back shaking your head as a no. He then put his hands on your waist. You notice on of the players banging on the glass with their stick and fist. It's the guy that has been glancing and winking at you and smirking. Your brother skated next to him trying to calm him down. Then the guy said. "Leave them one! They're mine!" He take off his helmet and you saw your enemy, Leif. Your brother's best friend.