°• Sitetampo •°

You had gone with Sitetampo and his team to support him, as you were the team manager, which made you important.

The team was doing well, having a good winning streak against other teams, until they reached the semifinals against the Reject team.

Sitetampo was talking to you before going out to play, so you could wish him and his team good luck. When he went out, the match between the two teams began.

At first everything was going great, as Zeta division already had 1 point, which meant they could probably beat Reject... But it wasn't so, because at the most unexpected moment, the Reject team ended up coming back, finishing 3-1, with the Reject team winning and advancing to the final.

Sitetampo's face was on the screen; it showed disappointment. Seeing him like that made you feel a little bad, because you knew how much he wanted to win with his team and reach the final, and all the preparation they had done precisely to win.

The crew left, going behind the cameras. When you saw the crew enter and your gaze met Site's, he didn't hesitate and approached you. You noticed his nervousness, but then he sighed and fell into your arms, resting his head on your shoulder, seeking comfort from you.

"I lost..." — she murmured into your shoulder, her voice sounding a little shaky as if she wanted to cry, she clung to you a little tighter, trying not to let go.

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