*Heavy Angst/Vile topics Warning*
In a chance encounter at a convenience store, Y/n, a young girl from a wealthy family, crosses paths with Michael Kaiser, a boy caught in the throes of poverty. Despite her sister Vespera's disdainful behavior towar...
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The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains as Ness and Michael donned their training gear. Y/n watched them, feeling slightly out of place but still comforted by their familiar presence. She knew today would be another test for Michael and Ness, and she was ready to support them as best she could.
As they were about to head out, a knock on the door interrupted them. An assistant entered, looking slightly harried. "Y/n, you need to come down to the field as well. Noel Noa wants to speak with you."
Y/n's eyes widened. "Me? Why would he want to talk to me?"
The woman shrugged. "I'm just the messenger. But you should hurry."
Michael, already lacing up his cleats, gave her a reassuring nod. "We'll go together. Come on, let's not keep him waiting."
The trio quickly made their way to the field, the tension palpable in the air. The other players were already gathering, whispering among themselves. Noel Noa stood at the center, his presence commanding and slightly intimidating. His sharp gaze scanned the group, lingering momentarily on Y/n before he began to speak.
"Good morning, everyone. From this point forward, your training will be guided by logic and rational strategies. We will eliminate chaos and focus on precision. Does anyone have any questions?"
The group remained silent, no one daring to voice any concerns. Noa's demeanor left no room for frivolous queries. He nodded curtly and proceeded to set up the day's drills, explaining each one with meticulous detail.
As the players dispersed to begin their exercises, Noa's gaze once again fixed on Y/n. He beckoned her over with a finger. "Y/n, come with me."
Her heart pounded in her chest as she followed him, feeling the weight of his authoritative presence. They walked through a series of corridors until they reached a dimly lit room filled with multiple screens displaying various statistics and footage. Noel sat down and gestured for her to take a seat opposite him.
"I am aware of your situation," Noel began, his voice low and even. "You've been in a troubling situation and now tag along with Kaiser. However, you can no longer remain here without contributing. You must prove yourself useful if you wish to stay."
Y/n swallowed hard, trying to steady her nerves. "What do you want me to do?"
Noel leaned back, scrutinizing her carefully. "I want you to manage the team. Your primary responsibility will be to keep an eye on Kaiser, ensure he remains focused and disciplined. He has the potential to be troublesome, and I need someone who can keep him in check."
The proposition stunned her. "You want me to manage the team and Michael specifically?"
"Yes," Noel confirmed. "Additionally, you will conduct checkups on the players and overall manage their well-being. Your role is crucial for maintaining order and efficiency within the team."
