You were once part of the U-20 line-up with Rin. Back then, she barely acknowledged you, using you only as a tool to create openings for her goals, relying more on Isagi. You didn’t mind — you played your role, stayed in the background, and told yourself it was enough.

When the NEL started, you joined PXG, and Rin did too. Things changed. She started noticing you, not just as a teammate, but as someone who could keep up with her. Slowly, you two grew closer. Shared glances, quiet touches, unspoken understanding — it became clear: Rin cared. You weren’t just a tool anymore.

But as time went on, the balance shifted. Rin’s salary soared, while yours remained inconsistent. You told yourself it didn’t bother you — she deserved it. But the gnawing feeling started to grow. You were falling behind, and the numbers didn’t lie. The new salaries only deepened the wound: Rin was in the 100 million range, while you were stuck at 18 million, barely progressing. You were fading.

Then came the match against Bastard München. Rin, who had always been your ally, was now obsessed with her rivalry against Isagi. She didn’t pass to you, didn’t even glance your way. You were just there. Forgotten.

You sat on the grass after the match, chest tight, forcing yourself not to cry. The reality of it hit like a punch — you weren’t just a forgotten player in this match. You were being locked off. The NEL was the last chance to prove yourself, and now it was slipping away. The salary rankings, the match, everything was a confirmation: you were being shut out, no longer eligible for the national team. Gone.

The celebrations around Rin and Isagi felt like a mockery. You were invisible, standing on the outside. That was when she approached you

"I.... I-I'm sorry." She murmured, looking at you like a corpse as she stood infront of you. Unable to process how she was even gonna reassure you after basically killing you.