Again Anon was watching one of their brother’s many games, cheering him on until the game ended. Their brother’s team was the winner, so Anon quickly left the stands and went to look for him to congratulate him in person.
When Anon entered the hallways, inadvertently walked near where the rival team was, so in one part to turn the corner, Anon collided with someone and this person quickly grabbed Anon so wouldn’t fall to the ground.

“But what do we have here? It seems that even after losing they threw me a cutie trophy.”

He chuckled, not letting go of Anon, although being more delicate in his grip.

“Anyway…what are you doing here Anon? It’s obvious your annoying little brother isn’t here.”