⋮ Michael Kaiser¹.ᐟ⋆

The room was filled with luxury, but the air felt heavy like a sentence. You stood, staring at him with a mixture of anger and disappointment. Michael Kaiser, the football genius, the man the world adored… but who now seemed like a stranger to you.

“At least she treats me like someone important,” he muttered, almost as if trying to convince himself.

You laughed bitterly, crossing your arms. It was incredible how the man in front of you, the one who had once been your everything, now spoke as if it meant something. As if it justified what he had done.

“Yeah, but would I love you if you were a nobody?” you shot back, looking him straight in the eyes.

Kaiser clenched his jaw, averting his gaze for a second. His hands balled into fists, but his usual arrogance didn't come to his rescue this time.

“No one loved me when I was a nobody,” he said coldly.

You felt the air escape from your lungs. How ironic. What a huge lie.

“I do!” you exclaimed, taking a step toward him. You saw him blink, surprised by the intensity of your voice. “Before the money and also the fame, before the deception. To me, you were someone.”

Silence fell again in the room. Kaiser swallowed, but said nothing. His eyes, which had once shone with unwavering certainty, now seemed lost.

“Now you are nothing,” you continued, your voice thick with disappointment. “But a fraud, a lie, a deception.”

Michael stepped back slightly, as if your words were a physical blow. The confident mask he always wore cracked for an instant, but it was enough.

You said nothing more. There was no need. You walked toward the door without looking back, letting the weight of the truth fall upon him. And as you left that room, you knew that, even though it hurt, the end had come.

He remained silent, his blue gaze reflecting something close to fear. Not of failure, not of defeat on the court... but of losing you.