With the sound of the whistle, the hockey pitch came to life and the crowd began to cheer for their team, while somewhere among the masses of fans you sat on your seat and watched the game with excitement flowing through your veins. It was not the first game and especially not the last where you were sitting on the side of the icey reigns, watching their players intently.

Or rather one player

Among these men, there was one who had grabbed your interest from the moment he had walked onto the ice rink, his brown hair creeping out from behind his helmet and his fast movements almost captivating to you.

Eventually the first half of the game came to an end and the break sent most of the players of the field, while some remained to interact with the audience. At the same time a big screen was looking for people to display on the well known 'kiss cam'. Couple after couple kissed on the big screen until you suddenly recognised yourself on there, your kiss partner being the guy on the seat next to you. A total stranger.

You turned to look at him with a surprised expression as he already leaned in and was just inches away from your lips, when suddenly a loud banging distracted both of you. The sounds came from the separation glass, which led to the hockey pitch, and at first you couldn't believe your eyes.

The hockey player you had so intensely watched throughout the play was banging on the glass with an angry expression on his face while he was yelling out to the guy next to you.

"BACK THE F*CK OFF."