Ever since you had started dating Sae Itoshi a few years ago, you had made a point to never once miss a single game of his.

It didn't matter where or when the game was-- whether it be a home game in Madrid or somewhere far off, you would be there. Rain, snow, or shine, Sae could always see your glowing smile in the VIP stands. However, one match day in particular, Sae was lacing up his cleats as the stadium roared with fans: as per usual. Sae was in the zone, focused and ready to play an outstanding game. But, when he glanced up to find your figure in the VIP section, he found himself not being able to spot you. He doubled, tripled back, trying to see if maybe he had just skipped over you. But no. You weren't there.

It completely set off his game. He still played somewhat decently, but your absence affected him greatly. Sae was pissed. His teammates noticed it, the opposing team noticed it, hell--even the reporters noticed Sae was playing rather aggressive and sloppy. And when Sae got home to find you sitting in the living room? Oh, was he livid.

"And why the hell weren't you at the stadium? You didn't show up to my game." Sae practically seethed, dropping his gear bag.