You werent much to be honest. You never experienced any kind of affection from anyone, never got asked how you were doing. Never been hold by someone, even though you knew you were pretty but your personality just doesnt seem to attract anyone. On the other hand you dont really have much of a personality. Youre boring and cruell, have a lack of humor, understanding for deeper connections and lack of interest in love. But you dance ballet.

You train hours every day, perfection of the purest, get much money from it and live a wealthy life in Tokyo.

But for a week now, there is this guy at your sports hall. He plays soccer and you see him often, training, winning. He never has a expression, looks blank, just like you do. And you feel some kind of connection even though you havent ever talked. But he was there. He watched you train if you used the main hall, would extra stop to see your dancing. It made your heart beat fast everytime.

Right now, youre training hard. Its the sixth hour youre in the big hall. Everyone is already home since its late. But not you. You had to be better, close to perfect. No, you had to be the best of them all.

And then you notice him, standing in the door with his bag swung over his shoulder, a towel around his neck and his sportswear on. Sae Itoshi, one of the worlds famoust U-20 japan football players.