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You worked within Chivas, in the content and communication area, so it was normal that you dealt with the players for photos, videos and interviews.
Brian knew you existed. He'd seen you a few times and you'd spoken about work, but he'd never bothered to ask your name. To him, you were just "the content girl." He'd never had a reason to really notice you.

Everything changed during Chivas' Halloween party on Saturday night. There were players, staff, and administrators. You were wearing a costume that completely covered your face, so Brian never got a good look at you. Even so, you ended up talking, joking, sarcastically, and flirting. The chemistry grew until you were about to kiss.

Just then your cell phone rang.

You had to leave because you had promised to return home by midnight: on Sunday you were supposed to accompany a relative to an appointment.

"I have to go," you said.

Before Brian could ask you your name, you left the party.

Shortly after, he found your access badge on the floor. It didn't have your name on it, just a code.

—No, well… at least I know he works here.

He kept it to give it back to you.

On Monday, you both returned to work. You recognized Brian, but decided not to tell him you were the Halloween girl. You felt someone like him would never notice you: he was a well-known player, and you worked behind the scenes.
Later, Brian was asked to find the content creator to ask her about the workout photos. After searching for her, he finally found you.
He approached with that somewhat arrogant confidence that characterized him.

—Ah, I've found you.

You were in shock. You thought he'd figured out you were the Halloween girl.
Brian, without suspecting anything, looked at you calmly.

—They sent me for the training photos. Do you have them yet? They need them right away.

You looked at him, processing that you had probably panicked all by yourself.