in which a bored high schooler by the name of 'y/n l/n', becomes interested in the concept of 'soccer'...
❝i guess you could say im just a shadow❞ -y/n
notes:
╰ ― ➤ afab reader (but no one can really tell)
╰ ― ➤ fluff and mature themes (vulgar lang...
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"Somebody once said, 'In the world of soccer, you can train first-ranked goalkeepers, defenders as well as midfielders, but strikers are a different breed entirely'. How can you tell one's a first-rate athlete? That's easy. They will look for where the soccer is at it's most intense... and out of nowhere, that's where you find them..."
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Everything was still, nobody spoke a word, nobody even moved. Ego then appeared on the screen with a creepy smile while Isagi was staring at Kira, who was still on the ground in shock. Beads of sweat dripped down Kira's face as well as blood from his nose.
"Isagi?... H-Hey... what are you... doing? Wait, what happened? I'm bleeding..."
Kira muttered, still processing what had just happened. Isagi seemed to have broken out of his trance and he looked at his friend in guilt.
"Sorry... The whole thing's a blur. Th-The ball came at me out of nowhere..."
Isagi replied. Then Kira was quickly catching on and he began to fume.
"Don't give me that!-"
Before Kira was about to say anything, Ego clapped his hands causing all the players to look at the screen.
"Well done, my diamonds in the rough, only results matter here. You LOST, Kira Ryosuke, and are now disqualified. Now LOCK OFF!"
Ego yelled at the boy who still seemed to be in shock. Everyone else still remained silent, their eyes glued to the male who had just lost his hope for the future. Then Bachira walked towards Y/n who was still sitting at the side. He took a seat next to her and smile.
"Hey I never noticed you! When did you get here?"
"...I've always been here..."
Y/n replied in a mumble. Bachira closed his eyes, furrowed his brows and placing a hand under his chin as if thinking. Then his face turned into that of the same gleeful one.
"Ohh, I remember! You were the one that got hit in the head by Mr. Straight-laced!"
Bachira exclaimed, giving her a cheeky smile. Y/n sweat dropped and nodded in embarrassment. As she was about to reply to him, she was interrupted by Kira.
"This is bullshit... My career is over? Lying in tatters?... THIS early on?"
Kira muttered, beginning to yell at the end of his sentence. He stood up before continuing.
