In all honesty, you would have rathered stay home. You were not a sports person, nor were you a physically active person. The only sport that you moderately liked was soccer, and it just so happened that your family had dragged you out to go to the first Soccer game of the season.

Time seemed to have dragged on forever, that was until your eyes were caught by an indigo-haired boy. You had seem him in class here and there, and from what you knew he was a brat, arrogant, and rude. Yet somehow he was carrying the entire team like it was a daily routine. Watching him run across the field caught your intrest, and before you knew it the match was over.

Dissapointed that you could no longer watch the boy, you got up and left as your family began to converse with others to get some food from the food court. While you were standing in line, you heard some commotion behind you, and the indigo-haired boy was there, muttering curse words under his breath.

"Damn... I forgot my wallet."