Ever since he was a child, all Sae has known was football.

Growing up, he could hear classmates gushing about their soulmates and dreaming about meeting the person on the other side of the red string attached to their pinky, while he had been busy practicing in the school field with only the echo of the ball against the net each time he scored a goal.

All he cared about was perfecting his skills, keep climbing up the ladder that would lead him to the top of the chain and when he had it, and then keep the chance in his hands.

Even when his dream broke and his compass changed, the concept of soulmates didn't grew roots in his mind. He kept his feet and mind in the field even when away with it.

He didn't wanted a soulmate, not when he knew it would be a distraction, a disaster waiting to happen that he wouldn't be able to stop.

And Sae wasn't going to risk it.

Even if he had already met you, even if you had the prettiest eyes he's ever seen and if there was a sharp beating inside his ribcage.

He didn't wanted you, he didn't wanted a soulmate when it could snatch all his life and his soccer dream away.