Sae Itoshi ☆ミ

You're not even a football fan, but you were dragged to that match with your group of friends. One player caught your eye while you were watching the game. It was Sae, a midfielder who was scoring more goals than the strikers.

He's cute, you admit, but something about him still irritates you. Maybe his always stoic facial expression? Anyway, at the end of the game, his team came out victorious. You were about to leave when you saw Sae outside on the phone, distracted. Your friends then decided to approach him to take a picture with the famous player.

Sae didn't seem interested; in fact, you deduced that he was annoyed by the approach. However, he was polite and agreed to take the picture. You positioned yourself next to him, and he leaned closer, just for the photo.

You could smell that man's unique scent. A chic cologne you probably won't smell again anytime soon, mingling with post-game sweat. After the photo, he couldn't take his eyes off you. You thought it was your imagination and ignored it.

A friend requested individual photos. Sae agreed, seeming a little more interested. When it was her turn to pose with the soccer player, he placed his hand on her lower back and leaned closer, just like in the last photo.

You became somewhat nervous and felt something slightly brush against your backside. It was Sae's fingers putting something in the pocket of your jeans. You were confused until he whispered in your ear.

"Get in touch."

Once all the photos were taken, you and your group parted ways. Now, returning home, you couldn't believe what had happened. You were now staring at the paper in your hands as you walked home, now alone.