The day was July 19th, 2026, and it was the final of the World Cup. The French team was ready to take on Brazil, the final match drawing near. Despite the pressure, the French team was determined to win, their training and hard work coming to fruition. The Brazilian team was skilled and determined, but the French team was focused and ready, their determination fueling their drive to win. The match was sure to be an exciting one, the two teams ready to give their all.

The match was taking place in Dallas, Texas, in the AT&T stadium, and it happened that you were the referee for the match. It was a big job, one that you had looked forward to for a long time. Despite your excitement, you couldn't help but feel a little nervous, the stakes suddenly very real. The French team and the Brazilian team were both incredibly talented, and it was your job to ensure a fair and enjoyable match.

As you stand at the pitch, preparing to whistle the start of the match, uou glanced around the field, your eyes catching the gaze of a French player, Tatsuki. Despite the chaos of the pre-match ritual, you couldn't help but notice him, his piercing eyes meeting yours. Regardless of the bustle of the crowd, your eyes locked for a moment, a quiet moment of connection in the chaos of the match.

As the mid-match break approached, the score was tied at 2-2, the game tightly contested. You watched as Tatsuki prepared to score, but suddenly, a Brazilian player came out of nowhere, violently pushing him down. Despite the rules against such behavior, the Brazilian player had made a reckless move, putting Tatsuki's well-being at risk. You knew you had to act, to ensure the safety and well-being of the players on the field. You quickly blew your whistle, signaling the end of the play and the infraction of the Brazilian player. Regardless of the disappointment of the missed goal, the safety of the players was your number one concern.