𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 || 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤

08||Into the inferno

Chapter 8: Into the inferno

Song: Unstoppable

I'm invincible, yeah, I win every single game.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Aiza's POV:

Barou's eyes burned with disdain as he glared down at me. "You think this win means anything? You're just a pawn, peasent. Without those nobodies playing for you, you'd be crushed. Your strength isn't yours—it's borrowed."

I leaned in, letting a smirk tug at my lips. "Funny, I didn't see anyone stopping me from scoring. Maybe you were too busy waiting for a miracle to notice."

Barou's sneer deepened. "I don't need help to win. Unlike you, I don't rely on anyone. I make my own plays, score my own goals. That's real strength. What are you without them? A wasted talent waiting for someone to carry you." He took a step forward, casting a shadow over me. He was tall, intimidating.

"You talk a lot for someone who didn't score today, King," I shot back, crossing my arms, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. "Guess playing all by yourself has its limits, huh?"

Barou's sneer twisted into something darker. "Limits? You're the one with limits. You think hiding behind a team makes you strong? The second they slip, you'll be exposed for the weak player you are. No more goals, no more victory. You're just a flame that burns out the moment the wind changes."

Then everything started to go dark, just my mind repeating again and again the same thing 'I'm not weak... I won't lose... It's your kingdom that's in ashes... now mine... I won't lose... I won't lose... I won't lose...' 

I slowly opened my eyes, I was leaning on the chair and my head was looking, up the light cought my eyes. I adjusted my eyes, and raised my head to look the person in front of me.

Shoulder length brown hair, closed eyes, and ugly, fake smile, wearing 'Z' jersey. Pathetic and useless.

"So will you accept my offer" He said "I'll give you informations about Team Z and you let me score hat trick" what in the fucking world is this piece of ash talking about. He said few more thinks, smiling so brightly and fakely.

"It's a pretty good deal isn't that" he said at the end.

"What a lame" I said raising my hands and streching them. Next to me were sitting Wanima bros, eating a steak from their points, they won other match "I'm leaving" I said and headed towards the gate.

"w-wait I still have more disc-"

"How weak and pathetic you can be... if I was like you, I'd quit football already" I said and started to move away, he left shouting some words after me but I just ignored him.

I walk trough the corridor and opened the door of them Team Z training field.

How am I weak... I can score goals by myself, even tho I use my opponents and teammates to create chances...

"Yo, It's been a while, Big bro" I said as my eyes landed on the tall and masculine figure in the big field alone. He turned in my direction, his eyes widened little, not really noticible.

"Ryouta?" He mumbled.

"Yup, that's right, wanna go one-on-one?" I asked, he nodded. "Prepere for the lost" I teased, smirking at him as I dribbled the ball between my feet. If I can win him on one-on-one, it means I can score without anyones playing for me, right?