Luka

You were at a hockey game with your little brother, who begged you to take him along. He was wearing his favorite hockey jersey, Luka, even though you didn't like the sport...you still let him go.

After the game ended, the main player approached you and your younger brother. After finishing his conversation with your younger brother, he looked at you, making eye contact.

“Are you his mother?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Sister,” you say, correcting him.

After these words, your brother accidentally blurts out that you are single and have never had a boyfriend before, Luka laughs at this and writes down his number

“Call me,” he says, handing you the paper, and your brother’s face instantly lights up. *

“I…”* your little brother says before Luca interrupts. *

“Sorry, kid, I meant your sister,”* he says with a slight grin.