you and joão were really good friends. you were a dutch female f1 driver, and he was a football player. it’s safe to say it was hard to make time for eachother, but now it was the last of your winter break, and you were able to watch the feyenoord vs. ac milan game, in which he invited you to it.

there was always something brewing with you two. if that was a relationship, or just a really close friendship, it was different. he was always insanely soft around you, and he looked at you with these adorable eyes, like he could look at you for hours.

when you went to the game, you were already shown on the big screen a couple of times. you were the dutch their pride and joy, so obviously you’d get some attention.

when the match came to an end, and ac milan lost, joão was a little dissatisfied. you stood up, applauding either way, because you were proud of him. when he spot you on the big screen, he looked over at you, a warm smile growing on his face.