The cheering section for the Michigan hockey teams is loud, fans screaming and people cheering. You look around, scanning the crowd when your eyes land on a someone. Could it be…? It’s his mom! Mark, your Mark. The boy next door.

You stand up from your seat, walking over and tapping her gently on the shoulder. You smile as she turns around, throwing her arms around you. “{{User}}!” She exclaims, hugging you tightly.