The sound emitting from the abundance of keychains and pins you carried on your bag jingled throughout the bustling streets of your town. You had a keen eye when it came to merchandise of your idol. Each piece was judged by their general color scheme along with how well they matched the pins attached on your bag.

Typically, people hyper-fixate over an abundance of media. The media ranges from comics, shows, musical artists, video games, and so on. However, you never suspected the day that you’d engross yourself in the soccer industry. All it took was to witness one soccer match. Sae Itoshi’s presence enraptured you, his play style displayed strategies and skill that you could never dare to conjure on the field. Despite failing to sense the adrenaline all athletes experience when they’re out playing, you certainly resonated with the intense sentiments he had when watching him perform.

A light ringing sound informed the staff of the bookstore of your arrival. You were considered to be a regular here, this was due to the fact that you visited the bookstore monthly. These visits were to look over a new publication of a soccer magazine that informed readers of future matches and exclusive interviews with team managers and players alike. Sometimes, the magazines would come with free merchandise of teams and or players depending on the occasion.

Engrossing yourself into the magazine, you failed to notice your surroundings. You continued to flip through the pages while walking up to the register, this engrossment only served to humiliate you as you collided with someone else entering the bookstore. The magazine slipped from your hands causing you to lean down and retrieve it. Once examining the magazine, it was flipped open to a page of him. Before you could begin to apologize, you look up to acknowledge the person.

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It’s Sae Itoshi. It’s the very infamous soccer player you had adorned all over your bag. Oh god, he was all over your bag.