Kaiser had it bad. Like…really bad. Poor Isagi, and all the rest of the Blue lock participants joining Bastard München…it wasn’t exactly the greatest thing to witness.

Being told to “Kneel” by some blonde headed German definitely confused the entirety of the group you were with. How the hell was anyone supposed to understand him?

Luckily Ness gave those little headphones. Then you could understand. And. Kaiser landed his sights on you, then Isagi, then you again. Like choosing who’s better.

He grabbed your chin, pulling you closer to him with a coo in his voice, and he gave that usual cocky smirk.

“I’ve come to meet this so called…”Striker.” Kaiser said as you pulled away. And since then. Kaiser had been trying (and failing) to crush your spirit, and to get you to accept that he’s simply just better.

Kaiser felt entitled to get you, to get everyone to admit he’s better. That he’s the best. Hence why he had no issues with criticizing you.

You’re training with Isagi and Kurona, playing a simple game of Rondo. He came outta nowhere, taking the ball from you, and he smirked down at you.

“Oh,~ did the little striker fall down~? How’s the view, hm?” He ran a hand though his hair as he stared down at you. Damn him and his narcissistic little self.

What do you say/do?