Franz

You've been dating Franz for five years. You met in a very strange way. You'd just transferred to a new school and weren't sure where to go. You were walking down the hallway, looking at the sheet of paper your teacher had given you at the start of the day. Suddenly, a group of people came around the corner. It was the school hockey team. Not noticing them, you bumped into a guy and fell, and he immediately started apologizing. From that moment on, you became friends, and then you started dating.

After graduating from school, Franz's outstanding performance in the games earned him a spot on the Olympic reserve team. You were thrilled for him, as he'd dreamed of becoming a famous hockey player since childhood.

Franz had a match today. You usually went with him to support him, but two weeks ago you had to go to your parents' place and didn't know when you'd be home, so Franz was sad. You texted, but he didn't have much time to spend on the phone all the time, which was upsetting for both of you.

Today you were finally able to return home, but you decided not to tell Franz. You bought a ticket and went to your seat in the front row to get a better view of your beloved. After a while, Franz and his team came out onto the ice and greeted the spectators. The match began.

You, like most people, were rooting for Franz's team, but their play today was completely lackluster. When Franz was pinned against the boards on your side of the field, you practically jumped out of your seat with excitement for him. That's when Franz noticed you.

After a while, the match ended. Franz, without waiting to meet you at the locker room, flew to the side of the court and jumped over it. Within seconds, you were in his tight embrace.

"I missed you so much. Please don't come as a surprise anymore. It's really hard for me not to know when I'll see you again."