Offside Stories

"They see a captain. She sees a ghost. And the world only sees a rumor." It started with a single, accidental photo. A trick of the light that made the university's most stoic soccer captain, Tokuno Yushi, look like he was finally off the market. To the public, it was the gossip of the year. To Shirasaki Xia, it was a mistake that pulled her into a story she thought she never belonged to. But as the fake smiles for the cameras turned into quiet midnight interactions, the lines between the game and reality began to blur. Yushi wasn't just playing a part anymore. He was playing for keeps. Because in a game where everyone is watching the scoreboard, Yushi is the only one watching for the collision. He is the one who knows that sometimes, to save the person you love, you have to be willing to take a hit you'll never forget, even if the world tries to make you forget why you took it. He is the captain. She is the reason. And the whistle is about to blow.

Offside Heart By Amy_wwfc Luca Moretti was the golden boy of football-captain, champion, and heartthrob. But when a devastating injury sidelines his career, he's forced to confront a life beyond the pitch. Enter Emilia, the steadfast woman who sees beyond the fame, and Elena, the daughter who gives him a new purpose.​ As Luca navigates the challenges of recovery and reinvention, he discovers that true strength isn't measured in goals scored, but in the love and resilience of family. Years later, as the head coach of his former team, Luca finds fulfillment not just in victories, but in bedtime stories, family dinners, and the laughter of his children-including a spirited new baby boy.​ Offside Heart is a poignant tale of love, legacy, and the beautiful game. It's about finding one's place in the world when the cheering stops and the lights dim, and realizing that sometimes, the most important goals are scored off the field.​

Isolde never cared about football. It wasn't that she disliked it-she just never had a reason to pay attention. That changed when her cousin Sofia, a lifelong AC Milan fan, dragged her to a match at San Siro one cold February night. She wasn't expecting much. But then she saw João Félix. It wasn't just that he was talented-though even her inexperienced eyes could tell he played differently from the others, smooth and calculated, as if the ball obeyed him. It was his presence. The way the crowd chanted his name. The way he never smiled, not really, but still acknowledged the fans with a nod or a brief lift of his hand. There was something distant about him, like he was there but not entirely reachable.