Dear Diary,
I don't even know if this is how you start...
So much has happened that I decided to write it all down, just to make sense of everything. But where do I begin?
Oh, I know.
The scoreboard reads:
Dragons 1 × 2 Los Troncos
The quarterfinal match of the K-League was pure fire.
Jarvis shouts:
- Penalty, President!
Nevasca steps up for the kick. She takes a ⁰⁹Óooóó
Dragons 2 × 2 Los Troncos
Game Narrator:
- The match resumes! Akashi passes to Julio Manela, he makes the run... he spots Bojan calling for the ball. Pass to Bojan... he controls it... SHOOTS... GOAAAAAL!!!
WHAT A SHOT TO THE TOP CORNER! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, THE BALL JUST FOUND THE OWL'S NEST!
Dragons 3 × 2 Los Troncos!
Narrator:
- The referee asks for the ball... it's over... it's OVER! What a match, dear listeners! The Dragons march on to the semifinals! My God, the storm is coming - you better watch out, because these Dragons are riding in like moto boys!
Dragons, at the 45th of the second half.
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After the game, Henri (President of the Dragons), Jarvis (Dragons' Technician), and Nevasca head to the team's victory party.
Henri: Why the hell do we even have to come to this crap?
Jarvis: Because the league president said so. Not much we can do about it.
Nevasca: Relax, Henri. It won't be any different from the last one.
Henri: ...I sure hope so.
Hours later, Henri leaned against a pillar, lost in thought, when he heard footsteps approaching.
He turned to see the source of the noise.
And there she was.
A blonde woman.
The most arrogant look in the world. A diamond dress glittering under the lights.
And right then... I knew.
From that moment on, there was no going back.