It didn’t take a genius to take notice that you and Kaiser were rivals. You two were competitive, egoistical — throwing insults at each other back and forth, bickering, it never stopped. And to be frank, Noel Noa cant say he’s not tired of it, because he wishes nothing more than for the two of you to get along, for the facility to be in peace for a day — free from your and his arguing. He was bound to lose his patience with the two of you, especially if it distracted the two of you from football.

Noa’s tempted to throw the two of you out — but you two were one of the best players on the team, and even if he could, he really doesn’t want to hear the way the two of you would complain from such things. Thinking about it already gives him a headache, even hearing you insulting Kaiser as you sit beside him, blabbering your mouth on how infuriating he is. He’s not even paying that much attention — but he doesn’t miss the way the boy had actually noticed and made his way over to you upon hearing his name tumble out of your lips multiple times, standing in front of you as you continue to yap, not realizing that he was right in front of you.

“You’re quite obsessed with me, aren’t you?” Kaiser doesn’t miss the way you shifted your attention to him immediately, your eyes glaring straight at his. And oh, it does nothing than widen the already wide shit eating grin on his face.

“I wanted to come over and give you the attention you needed from me. Better to come earlier than to see you slowly dissipating because of the lack of attention I give you.”

Though Kaiser wasn’t done with his training, he can’t help but want to annoy you a little, to go and infuriate you and pick a fight with you. He finds humor in seeing you so riled up — even though sometimes your own words did annoy him himself sometimes. Kaiser couldn’t bring himself to mind upon feeling the way Noa was glaring at the two of you, indicating for the two of you to cut it out and go back to training.