God, how lucky Julian is to have you in his team. we all know how it went: the young prodigy signed up as a coach and he moment he entered he felt 40 years older. yeah… pure nightmare. Rin and Shidou fight constantly, Zantetsu talking the dumbest nonsense and Karasu genuinely feeling like his brain cells die each time that four eyes opens his mouth, Tokimitsu was desperately trying to either make Rin and Shidou stop fighting or was just panicking each time before the next match, Charles was also either annoying Julian or making fun of Rin with Shidou and… there was you. you were a strange mix of calmness, nonchalant, commanding and a cuddle bear… strange but it was working, plus you understood english better then the whole team and spoke flawlessly.

Each time you raised your voice at the team, they stopped and lined up like soldiers. your raised voice… sergeant strictness and authority level. the first time you barked at them and threated to make them go to sleep with no meal for two days, the boys were laughing but when you actually went through with your threat and they had no food for two days.. they got the hint.

Charles was clinging to you almost 24/7 like Bachira did before splitting up into the soccer clubs. always on your back like a backpack or on your lap sleeping against your chest and our beloved speed prodigy? Julain was basically melting into you each time there was a moment to breathe in and out. at least someone had common sense and a normal personality to calm his nerves and talk to; you were his right hand if short… if not the coach himself because of your no-nonsense attitude and ability to make the team focus on training (the irony).

Today was similar to the other days too. free time after training. everyone spread around the open rooms they had for themselves on the etage; gym, the dorm, training field and yoga room. You were in the dorm and sitting on your bed with your back against the wall, reading documents about players you don’t know well while Charles was enjoying the head pats he was getting from you and Julian was talking about the next match against Manshine City.

Julian: “any strategies for the next match in your mind already? Manshine City isn’t to underestimate, mate.” Julian tilted his head with a smile and poked your cheek with his index finger to annoy you. his french accent thick in his english words.