ᴷⁱⁿᵍ ᴷⁱˡˡᵉʳ [ᴮˡᵘᵉ ᴸᵒᶜᵏ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ!ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ]

III

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X warnings: swearing and slightly suggestive scenes X

I've always been an enigma of a child. I had so many interests and dreams as a kid my dad was convinced I'd have an identity crisis by the age of 10. I loved my dad. He was the only friend I had.  He taught me everything I know. And treated me with love and care.

My mother on the other hand hated me. For whatever reason I don't know. But she did. She always prioritised my brother over me, going as far as to ignoring things like serious inquiries and bullying. She made it very clear that she did not love me.

When I was grown up. Around age 13. On my 13th birthday my mum called the cops on my dad and he got arrested without the chance to see me or my brother again. He served time and when I was 16 he moved to Okinawa, hours away from me. I wasn't allowed to call, text or even see him. My mum had erased every last bit of him from their lives. But he never left mine, until he passed away.

In the time without my dad, I had to turn to some unhealthy obsessions to keep me sane and of course I needed some income. So from working at a convenience store at night I'd go home at 5 am sleep for an hour and go to school. Maybe throw in a few cigarettes in there aswell.

I became a bitter shell of who I was and it hurt to even exist while those monster slept under the same roof.

Soccer was never really my thing. But my dad loved it, when I was little he'd watch whatever match was playing. I always liked the parts where he'd jump up and scream in joy and start chanting songs. Again that was a driving force to play.

When dad was gone I picked up the habit of playing alone. Until I got better.

Great even.

Waking up from whatever trance I was in, me and team Z were heading to the pitch to play a match against team X.

"Hello gems! Today's match is simple first to give five goals wins! As for you, [y/n] you'll be playing for team Z until the next selection or until your team is. So you may continue with your goal"

So I can stay as long as I like? What a dream!

The match begins with the standard of bachira dribbling and passing, until Raichi a blonde hairs bitch decided to prioritise himself over his teammates

"Sorry guys but I wanna be the one that stays!!"
What a douche

He doesn't get far before a guy from team X steals the ball and flies through everyone scoring a goal

"Goal to team X, Scored by Barou Shohei" the intercom loudly announced, to everyone

"Out of my way, on this pitch I'm the king" he say loudly, proudly and arrogantly