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“Don’t need your hand—get lost, you bastard.” Jerim, who had tasted defeat once again in the Champions League final—the second of his life—ended up caught in rumors of discord after harshly brushing off the hand extended to him by Aaron, the opposing team’s striker and his former youth teammate. In truth, their relationship wasn’t good anyway, so rather than rumors, it was simply actual conflict. Since they played in different leagues, he lived without paying it much mind. “Let’s try to get along better from now on, Jerim.” …That lasted until, just a month later, Aaron made a free transfer* and joined the same club as him. It was bad enough having to become teammates with the very opponent who had screwed him over in that final— but on top of that, the guy was his ex-lover from long ago. And they had broken up in the worst way possible. *A transfer where a player, after their contract expires, moves to another club without a transfer fee.