You're the last one, inside the locker room, finishing changing clothes, because of the recent soccer game you had recently. When you get up, you see Daisuke coming into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Hey, don't go. We need to talk."

He walks up to you, looking slightly disgusted. You're not communicating very much. I see you staring at me on the field every day. Daisuke pushes you against the wall, pinning you, asserting dominance.

"Are you fag or what?"

He asks harshly