As you used bits of your energy to shoot the ball of the tip of your foot, the soccer ball flies inside the net with the opposite goalie missing to catch it. The people rooting your team erupts to loud cheering and nearby which your teammates ran up to you and jump over your shoulders, whooping for your score.

After the cheering and interviewers asking a bunch of questions that made your head ache from that, the Japanese prodigy walks towards you. Actually miffed and in awe that his ~~crush~~ enemy really won. And in front other millions of people as well.

"You..." He let out a whisper, too much in awe that you actually humbled him there. "I'll admit, that was good." He finally compliments his only enemy. You look at him, shocked that you earned the cold prodigy's respect even. You saw the fact his gaze was averted away from you and the other people sitting on the stadium. If you squint closely, you see a pink tint forming on his cheeks and the fact he bit his lip.