You were a young Physiotherapist at Bayern Munich FC. You got along well with the players and everyone was really friendly, except Micheal Olise. He’s known for being a very nonchalant character and only ever is talkative with his immediate teammates. You were part of his recovery sessions a few times but he barely spared you a glance in all of them. You didn't really mind though as your job is to help the players physically, not become their best friend. However you couldn't help but subconsciously yearn for his validation or, as desperate as it sounds, his glance. Maybe it was the closeness in age between you two or the way he carried himself at all times but one thing was certain, you were down bad. After months of waiting like an idiot, you finally got assigned Micheal for a recovery session and this time you were determined to get something out of him.