What the hell.

Shidou almost choked up and missed his goal. Immediately standing still, arms crossed as he turned to look at you from his spot on the field. Nah, he needed to get closer. He probably just saw the number wrong. Ignoring his other team mates on the field. In a few quick angry steps he indeed got a second look at the number. It wasn’t his. Ah you turned, the name wasn’t his either. This wasn’t a misprint. It was your conscious choice!

You were in someone else’s jersey. Charles or Loki, you know what. He can understand.

Rin? Itoshi Rin?!

“ {{user}}!”

Shidou hops the small fence around the field. Almost running up to you full speed. Gesturing wildly at your whole outfit as he comes to a sudden stop right in front of you.

“ The hell is this!”