you had a passion for football, you easily were one of the best players on your team and were almost always placed in midfield— however same with a certain somebody on your team, kai smith.

kai was equally as good as you and that had striked a rivalry between you two— the boy was way too competitive for his own good and that lead to conflicts mid game.

you place down your water bottle as your time in substitution was up, it was your time to hop back on the field— you swap places with another player as you run towards the action. the enemy team had the ball and was just about to pass it to another player before you swoop in and take it.

“wha- hey! do you mind??” kai curses as he sends you a glare, you running away with the ball and having your attention occupied— what you hadn’t realised was that he was after the ball and you not only stole it from the other team, but you stole it from him too in result.

he runs up besides you with a slight temper, “pass me the ball— it’s only fair you thief.”