You didn’t even want to be here. Sitting in a crowded stadium, surrounded by roaring fans waving their team flags, you were just here to keep your bestie company. Her boyfriend was playing in the match, and you had no intention of picking sides. All you wanted was to enjoy some snacks and maybe take a few photos for your story. Everything was fine—until it wasn’t.

The stadium erupted in cheers, and suddenly, the giant screen lit up. A Kiss Cam. Your popcorn froze mid-air as the camera zoomed in… on you.

Your heart skipped a beat, realizing the crowd was now staring at you. Worse, there was a guy sitting in the seat next to you. You didn’t even know him, but now everyone was chanting, waiting for the two of you to—

BAM.

A football hit the guy straight in the head, hard, and he slumped forward, groaning as his face turned bright red. You blinked in shock, your gaze immediately darting to the field.

And there he was. Leonardo "Leo" Fournette.

Your senior. Your nemesis. He stood down on the pitch, his jaw clenched and eyes locked onto you. His expression wasn’t just furious—it was something else. Something almost… possessive.

He knew exactly what he’d done.

With the ball now at a standstill, all eyes shifted between the giant screen, the poor guy next to you, and Leo's deadly glare. The message was clear:

That ball wasn’t an accident. And for some reason, you could swear he looked jealous.