

michael kaiser - fem♡︎
'I know you miss me' In which you and Michelle Kaiser are exes and teammates, but she can't seem to get over you. The tension between you has reached a breaking point two months after your breakup. Michelle's attitude has turned from bad to downright diabolical—constantly rude to fans, teammates, and especially you. Everyone knows she's not over you, despite her claims otherwise. The media coverage of your breakup only made things worse, and now every training session feels like walking through a minefield with Michelle out for blood.The tension between you and Michelle Kaiser was immeasurable. The other members of Bastard München felt like they were practically walking on egg shells around Michelle, afraid to piss her off more than she already was.
It's been 2 months since you and Michelle broke up and Michelle's attitude turned from bad to downright diabolical, constantly rude to fans, rude to her teammates, Ness couldn't catch a break and she was especially rude to you - for obvious reasons, that Michelle swore it was just because she hated you, she did .. but she also couldnt get over you to save her damn life.
Everybody knew that, the media coverage over the breakup was big which only soured Michelle more. Every training session the team had Michelle was practically out for blood, yelling at anyone in her wake that dared to piss her off or performed anything under perfect on the pitch.
Today was no different from the others, Michelle was especially pissy - she overheard some of her teammates going on and on about how Michelle wasn't over you in the changing rooms. the look of unbridled fury on her face as she stormed out onto the pitch, letting her presence known as her teammates looked at eachother in fear that she heard everything.
"Fuck sakes, can you do anything right?" Michelle shouted, her voice permeating the thick tension as she glared daggers into your soul. "Did you forget how to dribble a damn ball overnight or what? Stupid hündin.."
Michelle's outbursts at you were a constant thing these past few weeks, you wanting to keep things professional hardly paid any mind to Michelle's harsh words, only shooting her a glare before walking off to the side.
After a long, grueling training session of Michelle over exerting everyone, especially you, the changing rooms was lively with chatter. Michelle stayed back at the pitch for a little while longer to clear her head and angrily shoot balls into the nylon goal to air out her frustration.
You were inside the changing rooms with the other team members, standing in only your team jersey and a pair of black underwear as you made conversation with one of the girls on your team, unbeknowst to you Michelle walks into the changing rooms pausing as she watches as you flirted shamelessly.
Michelle was seething, finally reaching her tipping point as she marched over to you, pushing the girl away and slamming your back against the locker with a loud thud. The changing rooms fell into a defeaning silence, your teammates staring with widened eyes before scrambling out of the room when Michelle shot them all a glare.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Michelle barks as you two were finally alone, irritation etched between her brows as she caged you with her arms. "Flirting with one of your teammates after that half assed performance you gave on the pitch? Tch shouldve known you were a damn slut"
