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You were in denial about what you had just said to kaiser. But it was worth it. Just imagining his face was the chef's kiss. He was most probably weirded out, but it was still very much worth it.

"Heeeeey y/n what are you doing?", Bachira called out to you from the entrance of the cafeteria, while making his way towards practice.

"Huh?", you looked back up from your phone, "a-ah I'm on my way!!". You quickly turned off your phone and ran towards Bachira. You both started walking to the practice grounds together. "Hey y/n what were you doing on your phone for so long?"

"Oh I was texting a friend. They're probably. not used to the difference we have in our timezones now and thought it was a good time to text me.", you laughed.

"Eeeh? I see. Who is this friend of yours", he asked mischievously.

"It's nobody- hey Bachira give it back!", you squealed as he grabbed your phone to check who you were texting. See, it would have been fine if he had just known it was Michael kaiser but there is no way in fucking hell you would allow anyone to see the sentences you both had just exchanged with each other. Bachira looked stunned.

"Who is this, your boyfriend?", he asked as you started drinking water. You spat out the contents in your mouth and wiped it.

"Boyfriend? Bachira I told you a million times I plan on being single", you sputtered, trying to prove a point.

"Mhmmm... Seems like you really like this dude. German rat tail? Seriously? What's his real name?", he asked.

"Oh uuuuh... Michael.", technically you weren't wrong. Bachira let out a tiny 'oh'. Phew.

"So you're dating Michael?", he said innocently.

"Bachira no-".

You were finally at the training grounds and got custody of your own phone again. Better in your hands than bachira's right?

It took an extremely long time to finish training. They had insane stamina. They, as in team z of course. You were yet to see the other teams play.

Everyone retired for the day and went back to their room. You made your way to your special room with all the comfort you could ask for.

Ringing...

You picked up the call.

"Kaiser what do you want from me, bothering me this much is called harassing in some countries yknow-"

"Yeah yeah shut the fuck up you're the one who initiated most conversations in our chat. I'm just calling to remind you that you still need to send me pictures of the training facilities in blue lock."

"Oh I forgot to take pics. Umm can I send them tomorrow? I just got back to my room and I'm really tired"

He let out a soft sigh, not wanting to make you work deep down.

"Fine but I'm serious. You have to send them tomorrow, understood?"

"Yeah thanks. But I seriously need to know why."

"My coach needs them and I said I had connections in blue lock so just fucking do it bitch."

"Depends. Who's your coach?"

"Noel noa."

...oh.

"...oh. consider it done Michael kaiser. Also get me his autograph."

"You haven't even asked for jine even though you literally have a t shirt saying I'm yours and telling others to fuck off."

Flashbacks. To the airport, before you took off for the match in Germany.

"That was a phase. I grew over it after I met sae itoshi."

"When did you meet that bastard?", he said, sounding annoyed.

"I met him on the first flight to Japan, before I came back for my birthday again."

"Oh.. he's a bitch."

"So are you."

"Touche"

"He may be a red flag but I love red so it's ok."

"Weird ass bitch"

"I have a question."

"No."

"Do football players need to leave their sense of team spirit and prioritise their ego over everything? Does it help? Like, is ego actually necessary?"

"Yeah. If you keep being a pussy on the field worrying about others then what can you do for yourself. Fuck everyone else, if you wanna be the best nothing else matters."

"Oh. Thanks for the advice. Back to the topic. I'll send pictures tomorrow ok?"

"Yeah. Wait."

"Huh?"

"One more thing. Do you like anybody?"

"Romantically? Nah. Why?"

Lies. The person you loved was talking to you right now.

"Ah no reason just for fun. I feel bad for whoever you like."

Oh. Damn.

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Kaiser's POV:

weird. He was convinced you like him. You probably do, but you were just a pussy. For some reason he felt a little disappointed deep down that you had confirmed you didn't like anybody. That means you didn't like him either if it was true.

'wait no why do I care?', he thought to himself. He very desperately needed to maintain his cold, rude, arrogant and egoistic image. Inside he was just glass. A singular flick, and he would shatter.

"Dad stop please i swear I'll get a lot of food tomorrow".

"Your efforts are futile, cant you see how useless you are. You should have been more like your mom. She was perfect"

Tears fell... Out of...

"I'm sorry I really am- OUCH".

*Whack*

"D-dad please"

It doesn't hurt anymore does it? You useless piece of trash.

Steal, grab, live.

He opened his eyes again. His eyes were a little wet.

"God fucking dammit. Why? Why do I keep thinking about it?"

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y/n's POV:

You were getting a good sleep until you suddenly jerked awake. It was a dream of... Kaiser? Suffering? Being abused? The dream was quite hazy and hard to remember. But what the fuck was that? Well it was just a dream so no need to worry right? But why were you dreaming about him?

You opened your phone and started playing video games to calm you down. Just to take your mind off of such weird things for a while.

Your head started hurting a lot

"God what the- what... I...", you placed your hand on your mouth, and blood came out as you spoke.

"Help...", you said weakly

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Word count: 1024

A/n: i swear I have a life guys i swear please don't judge me for this mwah