𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃┃𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤

➤ 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗏𝗂𝗂.

❛ 𝟢𝟥𝟧 ──★ ˙𝘰𝘩, 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪'𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 ̟ !! ❜

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐃 that is, Bachira, (M/n), Rin, and Aryu were finishing up in the locker room as it was almost time for their match against Team White, Isagi, Nagi, Chigiri, and Barou.

"MeguruuuU~" (M/n) called out, waving his hands and skipping to the said male who was tying the lace to his shoestrings.

"Hm, what's up (N/n)?" He stood up and wrapped his arms around the shorter male's shoulder.

"Just reminding you to send me all your super cool passes!" (M/n) grinned. "During the match 3v3 match, your passes were beyond amazing! So let me have'em, 'kay?"

Bachira blinked a few times before smiling brightly at the male. "You bet-"

"Sorry (M/n)," Aryu interrupted, running his fingers in his hair. "but I'm gonna need Bachira to send the ball to me since I'll stylishly win the game."

"Are you saying I can't stylishly win the game, Aryu?" (M/n) fake pouted while crossing his arms. "I'll show you."

"Oi." Rin walked towards the door. "Let's just finish this already so we can move on...It'll be an instant kill."

"If you say so, Rin Rin." (M/n) shrugged and followed after him.

The other team was waiting when they all got to the field. When (M/n) saw two new faces, however, he couldn't help but rush up to them.

"Hyoma, Shoei!" He waved, running over to them and tackling them both to the ground. "Hi!"

Chigiri's cheeks turned to the color of his hair upon feeling (M/n)'s body pressed on him. Barou, on the other hand, looked as though he was angry, but that was just a cover-up for what he was truly feeling.

"I'm here too, you know." Nagi lazily glared, the jealousy clearly evident in his tone.

"Me too," Isagi mumbled under his breath.

"Ah, right!" (M/n) spoke, quickly getting off Barou and Chigiri. "Hi, Nagi and Yoichi!" He waved before walking back to his team.

As (M/n) was walking back, Aryu walked forward. His eyes were wide, and his lips agape.

"Aryu?" (M/n) questioned.

"The hell?" Barou raised an eyebrow as he stood up.

"He's coming our way," Nagi said.

"Oi, you with the red hair." Aryu's hair danced in the wind, walking past Isagi.

"Ah?" Chigiri tilted his head. He had also just stood up.