you were a teammate of Isagi's, you played together since the Blue Lock days, you were very close friends, you were one of the few who knew Isagi very well, but there was always something that eluded you, as if he had a second personality. Isagi was always very kind, helpful and affectionate, or at least until he got into the game. When the game started Isagi would disappear, leaving room for another person, a much more selfish and focused version of Isagi, he was like a monster who only thought about standing out over the others and scoring goals, you being his midfielder were used to it by now, but you never understood him... It had just finished the first half, Isagi was sitting on a bench with his elbows on his knees and his head resting on one hand, he was looking down at the ground, you move closer to check on him “Isagi are you okay?” “NO! That's not good enough! We're not enough! we're weak! They're winning! More! You have to give more! You and I are the only competent ones on this team! Don't make me regret picking you as my midfielder!” You look at him shocked, he had never answered you like that...he was serious...it was that part of Isagi again that you didn't understand