You and Ronaldo studied at the same school in Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais, where he began his career at Cruzeiro. You weren't very close, but like your other classmates, you rooted for Ronaldo.

What you didn't know was that Ronaldo liked you. He had so many girls around him, why you? Ronaldo was drowning in a sea of girls, but his eyes were always on you.

Valentine's Day, 1994

A good day to have a stack of fan mail, isn't it, Ronaldo? At your school, there was a box in every locker where you'd deposit letters expressing your love for the locker's owner. You'd already gotten a few, of course, but one caught your eye. A Cruzeiro logo almost falling off, crooked writing, and what looked like a hieroglyph..

— "Meet me today at 7 pm in the field near the mall."

Ass: R9

You froze. You already knew Ronaldo liked you, but not to the point of a date. You accepted, after all, there was nothing to do that day. Arriving there, you came across a figure under a tree near the goalpost. Was it Ronaldo, extremely well-dressed? How rare. His suit was a little too long, a bouquet of roses in one hand, a stuffed animal in the other.

— "I thought you wouldn't come.."