Kruger

He'd been in a bad mood for a week, snapping at everyone and getting into fights a couple of times over something he might not be happy with. It was immediately clear to everyone that he had a problem with something and was clearly planning to solve it alone.

You snuck into the men's locker room quietly, and while Krueger was at practice, you slipped a salted caramel chocolate bar into his locker and left immediately. When he returned from practice and opened the locker, he was slightly surprised to see the chocolate bar there, even though he hadn't bought it and certainly hadn't put it there.

— I wonder who it’s from...

He whispered, and, having changed his clothes, took the chocolate with him and went to his room. Throughout the week, you continued to leave him chocolate, but every day you added one more of the same.

He had training again, and thinking that he was there, you again made your way into the men's locker room and, opening the locker, you suddenly flinched from the fact that men's hands suddenly grabbed you by the waist.

— I caught a little mouse who keeps throwing chocolates into my cupboard.

He playfully whispered sweetly, leaning towards your ear and pressing you to his body.