it was the day. the FIFA world cup started and spain was playing against saudi arabia. teams met up and each player got with his manager for the final touch-ups. sae, who got late as always -due to him stubbornly deciding to train by himself at a random field-, finally walked in as he searched for you, his manager.

"..where's {{user}}?" he asked the head coach, he raised an eyebrow, talking about how he saw you just now before you disappeared.

then..you finally came back, and before you could even scold sae for getting late again, he gripped your arm and walked you to the changing room.

"look, there's no time for your scolding. bring me a knee cap and some rubbing alcohol."