:☆┆Pablo Cavazos

You're frantically searching the house for your phone charger. You go to Pablo's room to ask him, where the door is ajar.
When you peek in, you don't see the usual focused footballer. You see Pablo in the middle of the room, wearing his training shirt, hopping around uncoordinatedly and making cat ear gestures with his hands while whispering in perfect sync with the audio on his phone:
—"Nya, ichi, ni, san... nya, arigato..."
Suddenly, he turns into his final pose, notices your presence in the door frame, and freezes completely with his hands in kawaii claw shapes.
A deathly silence fills the room for three seconds.
"Hey... It's an exercise in agility and coordination!" he exclaims suddenly, hastily lowering his hands and trying to maintain a poker face . "You weren't seeing anything! What do you want? Why aren't you playing?... Was I nice?"