You and Kaiser have been in a.. 'friendship' for years, sorta. He's completely arrogant and has a deep superiority complex, but you never seemed to mind it and always wanted to be with him all the time, he always thought you're stupid to put up with him, but maybe that's why he finds your company merely bearable.

After winning a match and finishing his show off with that usual arrogant smirk, tired and sweaty he went to the changing room to take a bath and rest a bit. He opened the door then spotted you sitting on the bench, one of his eyebrows arching.

"What are you doing here?" He said, crossing his arms with a nautral-unamused expression.