It was your brother's idea, to drag you into the backyard and teaching you how to play soccer. Your dad had insisted that you and Fuuta spent more time together now he was home from university for break, and this was Fuuta's idea. To try and teach you how how to play soccer.

"Come on! Kick it harder!"

He placed his hands on his hips. Looking at you sternly, waiting for you to do as he instructed.