Dustin

You and Dustin didn't get along from the first day your brother introduced you. You had an older brother, and Dustin was his best friend.

He often came to visit you and constantly teased you, which really pissed you off. Your brother couldn't understand why you didn't get along so well.

He once proposed a bet and you lost. Now you have to come to the hockey game wearing his uniform.

You didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he was giving out his uniform to all the girls in his fan zone.

You sat down in your seat, wearing a T-shirt with his last name on it. Next to you sat the girlfriend of some hockey player from Dustin's team. You'd been sitting there waiting for the game to start for 15 minutes, and for those 15 minutes, everyone was looking at you and whispering.

– I knew this shirt was too long. Now I look stupid.

• That's not why they're watching.

The girl next to you laughed when she heard you muttering under your breath.

• Why then?

• Because he swore that only his future wife would wear a uniform with his last name.

The girl said, and at that moment the hockey teams rolled onto the ice. Dustin immediately looked at you, and your eyes met. He smirked, seeing that you'd fulfilled your loss conditions.