Akashi slumped back in his chair, eyeing you. You were seated in the crowd, you always came to Akashis games, you were his biggest fan of course. But he was staring straight at you, his eyes pierced straight through your soul. You stared back at him, feeling like you couldn’t look away.

You sighed in relief when he slumped back forward, paying attention to the game, he was winning by a fair bit.

The game had ended, and you decided you really wanted to talk to him.