Every single one of us was presently standing in their attributed positions, which we had discussed and fought over previously before arriving at the soccer field on which we would be playing against Team.
"In the first selection should any fouls occur, they will be called by video assistant referee. For building 5's first match Team X will play Team Z in a standard game with two 45 minutes half. Kick off!", the silence was driven away by the female monotone voice that spoke from the loudspeakers located right above our heads, those mere words of hers held critical information which we needed in order to advance in this stage and yet on the other hand it was also something of which I was already aware of since those were the basics of soccer.
Somehow it all so happened that the ones in the possession of the ball were us, this was an advantage which we simply had to seize, because if we wouldn't then this so called advantage wouldn't be one any longer.
"Hey Isagi... You scared? Let's have fun! In soccer, you won't win if you don't!", Bachira the one who was currently holding the ball still with his foot called out to Isagi who was standing a little further away from him, it was a sweet display, those gentle words filled with just as much excitement as his usual iconic grin seemed to be wanting to comfort the young boy.
"Right...", his slightly frightened voice muttered seemingly not fully convinced of what Bachira had tried to persuade him of, his whole facial expression was as stiff as a board, his eyebrows were pressed together in a frown which lead me to think that just a little bit more of anxiety and he would start sweating waterfalls.
The shrieking noise of the alarm signalling the beginning of the first half of the match rang across the field, it was loud and clear enough to snap everyone who was foolishly in a daze back to reality, Let's get this thing started...Shall we?
Almost as soon as the shrieking sound rang across the field Bachira slyly passed the ball towards Isagi's direction without even ever so much looking towards his respective location and as if it was second nature to him the boy responded by gracefully receiving it.
The only thing that I could very well do at the moment was simply observ how he took the ball forward by dribbling in a rather clumsy way, it didn't take him exceptionally long to stop moving all together, he just stood there with the ball under his foot, as his gaze carelessly searched for his comrades, or better said an opening which would allow him to break free from the three opponents in front of him.
It was in that single careless moment, as his eyes were stubbornly fixed on Meguru Bachira player number 8, that the player number 10 of our own team stole the ball from Isagi without any hint of mercy nor shame, before quickly dribbling forwards towards those three players which had formerly blocked player number 11's path towards the goal.
"Hey! What are you doing Raichi?!", as if to meekly protest the boy yelled at the mad dog who had selfishly stolen the ball from his very own teammate and yet this one still didn't seem to care, neither did he seem to have realized the consequences of his own actions.
"Rules are the top score goes through even if we loose. I don't care about the team! I am surviving this my own way.", a vicious grin managed to cover the integrity of his with excitement filled facial expression, as he peeked over his shoulder at Isagi in what seemed to be pride, it was clear as day that he thought of himself as superior.
"You are speaking my language... Punk!", without any further warning, after having provoked the mad dog with those mere monotone words which he spat out as if they were nothing, he rapidly proceeded by stealing the ball from behind with a very light kick.
"If that's how things work here... Better prepare for others to play for themselves too...", just then did I notice that out of the corner of my eyes Kunigami who I was planning to stick with had vanished out of thin air and was now in the possession of the ball that would decide the whole gameplay.
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Imposter ( Blue Lock x Reader )
Fanfiction(Y/N) is Kira Ryousuke's childhood friend and has the same passion for soccer as him. Due to this they often played together. However, despite her talent guys often picked on her due to her gender which Kira of course didn't like. As a countermeasur...
