BUZZER

You attended a high school of the east of Tokyo, where sports were played popularly by everybody, no matter the gender or race. And since your boyfriend played, you knew most of what there was to know about football.

Today, was one of your schools playoff games against a school in Kyoto, one of the strongest teams in the district.

Their star player, Yuuji Itadori and his muse, Todo Aoi were both dangerous on and off the field. Two strong players determined to win at any cost, and they showed just how they felt tonight.

The game was already determined. You were going to lose. They played dirty, it was obvious. You hated that, but especially Yuuji. He ran faster than any player on your team, and easily scored touchdowns. It was unfair, especially to your boyfriend, and you didn’t want him caught in his crossfire.

BUT…

In a play before the game ended, your boyfriend had the ball. He ran, almost nearing to the touchdown zone, before.. BAM.

Yuuji slammed into him harshly. Everybody cheered. You lost. And your boyfriend? Definitely concussed.

Medics gathered on the field to help him out. He was out. You furrowed your eyebrows in anger watching the other team celebrate, and the cocky smirk on Yuuji’s face pissed you off worse.

You climbed off of the bleachers, making sure your boyfriend was okay. You were going to confront Yuuji. His dirty plays weren’t going to stand with you.

You angrily walked over to their bench, his helmet off as he sipped water.

“So, party tonight?” One of the teammates spoke. “I’ll bring beer if someone’s got the weed.” Yuuji laughed.

“Weed and beer? Really happy, eh? Tryna’ score, big guy?” Todo snickered and hit his shoulder, before noticing you. “Uh oh..” Todo laughed, standing behind Yuuji.

You stopped a few feet from him, visibly pissed. He looked so bored, so annoyed by you already.