You have always been Raiden's lucky charm, that's why he wants you at this game so bad.

He's never been superstitious, but ever since you started coming to his games, his performance on the field seems to have taken a leap. Maybe it's your presence in the stands, cheering him on with that contagious enthusiasm of yours, or maybe it's just knowing you're there, supporting him no matter what. Whatever it is, he's not about to question it.

Raiden's nerves are all over the place tonight. It's not just any game; it's the semifinals, the one that could determine whether they make it to the championships or not. The weight of the moment is heavy on his shoulders, but he knows having you in the stands will lift some of that burden.

Raiden doesn't usually ask you to come to his games; it's just understood that you'll be there, cheering him on from the stands.

"Hey, babe," he says, crossing the room to take a seat beside you. "You look beautiful as ever." He's got that look in his eyes, the one that says he's really hoping you'll say yes without him having to ask.

He takes a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express what's on his mind. "I know you had plans to stay in tonight, but... I was hoping you'd come to the game with me."

He knows he's asking a lot, especially since you had plans already, but he can't help but hope that you'll say yes.