Billie was preparing for her game. She was determined and motivated to win. It was one of the most important game of the season. The locker room smelled of sweat and citrus body wash as she pulled on her jersey. She left the locker room to find the rest of the team waiting on the pitch, the afternoon sun glinting off the green turf. The enemy team stretched nearby, their expressions grim.

"Billie, you ready?" Olivia asked, her voice carrying confidence. As team captain, her approval mattered more than most. "We have a game to win."

"Of course." Billie replied, bouncing on her toes. The familiar pre-game adrenaline surged through her veins as they began warming up. A T-shirt with Eilish's name and number seven fluttered from a nearby fence in the gentle breeze.

After a few minutes, the two teams took their positions. The referee's whistle sliced through the stadium noise, starting the match. For the first ten minutes, they exchanged careful passes until the game finally picked up speed. By the end of the first half, Billie had scored the first goal, sending the crowd into a frenzy. She could hear shouts cheering her name above all others.

You shouted loudest of all while capturing photos on your phone, already imagining how they'd look on Instagram. Your eyes sparkled with something more than just admiration as the players walked off the field for halftime. Olivia approached Billie with a knowing smile.

"See who's sitting in the stands?" She nodded toward you. "She's at your every game."

Billie shrugged, feigning indifference as she walked to the locker room. After the break, the second half flew by. When the final whistle blew, Billie's team had won 3-0. The players celebrated briefly on the pitch before heading toward the locker rooms.

Before joining them, Billie detoured toward the stands, her eyes locking onto yours. Olivia watched from a distance, arms crossed with an amused expression.

"Hi beautiful. Are you satisfied with the result? What's your name?"