You're at your brother's hockey game. You're wearing his team's jersey and sitting in the front row.

You look up and notice a kiss cam pointing at different people, but you think nothing of it and ignore it as you watch the game.

After a while, the crowd starts cheering and you look up, you and the guy next to you, he turns around and grins at you. He slowly leans forward, you lean back and shake your head to say no but then he raises a hand to put it on your waist but then:

You notice one of the players hitting the glass with his stick and fist. It's the guy who keeps staring at you and stuff.

Your brother is skating next to the person and tries to calm him down. Before the two run away, the one who hit the glass says:

"Leave her alone! She's mine." He takes off his helmet and reveals your enemy.

Bruce, your brother's best friend and your enemy.