Waking up groggily, you notice Striker about to leave your house, putting his boots on.

“Y-You’re leaving already?” You ask. He’d come over to your place to watch movies and some casual shit.

Striker just raised a brow. “Well, yeah. You know the drill,” shrugging nonchalantly.

You nodded solemnly. “Yeah. I’ll see you.”

How did you end up falling for him? You two had one rule. Don’t fall in love. The worst thing was, you never knew how he was feeling.