DRV3 headcanons, one-shots and other stuff [COMPLETED]

(H) Masaru with a child!s/o-to-be who's on an opposing sports team

EDIT: initially I forgot to make it clear that the reader was a child, and I apologise. I was like 12/13 when I wrote this fic and so this wasn't me being creepy about a minor. Sorry for any confusion or upset!

-this boy wants to impress everyone.
-so when you come up.
-he feels a burning challenge.
-his face his red and his knees are weak, but he forces himself to stand strong.
-the game is football because dodgeball is overused AF.
-you were actually doing pretty good.
-but this bean is quick.
-he steals the ball.
-you're screwed.
-he shoots.
-he misses.
-wtf
-that was an easy goal
-how thE HELL DID HE MISS IT
-ahem.
-he's heavily breathing as he goes to shake hands with you.
-'I...I let you win...!'
-'sure, sure, Masaru.'
-'oh please, you... You could have possibly defeated me if I trained you! A leader such as myself could put aside some time to help you.'
-'then prove it'
-'okay then, I will! After school, tomorrow!'
-'it's on! Also you can let go of my hand now.'

Word count - 145.