"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝟭𝟯𝟲 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗦, those remain hit after the time runs out, will get out of here," Ego Jinpachi's voice resonated through the walls. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a soccer ball discharged out the wall and was speeding towards Siera. She sidestepped just in time, but the boy behind her got hit. A name flashed on the screen: ITOSHI.
Siera pivoted back to see the outrage in the boy's eyes. He felt like a blazing fire. It was him again! Was it fate or some unexpected coincidence how she always ended up around the boy? A sigh escaped her lips. The bloody eyes of the boy observed her. He was gritting his teeth in rage. In a flash of a moment, his left leg struck the ball and flew at her.
The world was slowing down around Siera. The ball spun towards her with acceleration. She had two alternatives: move away or get hit. Her heart sent her the most risk-free idea— move away. She would be safe, her soccer career would be secure, and nothing would go wrong. There was a feeling of safety. The game would restart, and she would be unassailable. But—
"You'll never be a champion!" the voice of her former coach boomed. There she stood, the 8-year-old Siera in tears. She sniffled between words, stammering through the indistinct mutters she tried to voice. She felt her throat closing up. Her fists clenched, and her teeth gritted; she felt like a shattered doll.
The ball passed through her vision before she stopped the ball. The screen changed from 'ITOSHI' to 'ATSUKI'. Siera began to pursue the long-haired princess, her eyes turning sore. Her swiftness was spectacular, and her agility was spot-on. Every other boy in the room gaped at her in astonishment.
"Who is he?"
"Do you think he is famous?"
The introspections made them go irate. Nobody knew who he was, and yet, here he was, beating everyone at soccer.As the distance between Siera and the princess fell, she did the most novel thing ever. She hit the ball up into the air as a volleyball serve. The bunch was shocked. It was soccer, not volleyball. What she did subsequently was even more outlandish. She leapt into the air, the ball a few feet away, and she snickered. With a quick reflex, she twirled like a tornado and kicked the ball with a spin that crashed into the princess' head. Everybody's jaw dropped. Siera landed safely on her feet, brushing herself up.
The green-haired lad was stunned. The boy could have easily dodged away, but why didn't he? And what on bloody Earth was that? Rin Itoshi was bewildered. Was the boy wild? He could have just avoided the ball and resumed running, but he did: something incredible. Who was he? From the last minute of observation, Rin deduced that the Atsuki guy was a fierce player. He was powerful enough to get into Bluelock. But why did no one seem to know him? It was an enigma.
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