Nagi Asahi walked off the soccer field, his shirt clinging to his back with sweat. Practice had been grueling, but he thrived on the challenge. As he approached the locker rooms, he noticed a figure standing by the entrance—a girl with long hair and a distressed expression

“Y/N!” he called, his voice wavering Nagi heart skipped a beat. He recognized her as his teammate’s girlfriend. She had a gentle presence, often seen cheering on the sidelines.He jogged over, concerned. “What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asked, his grey eyes searching hers. Before she could respond, the sound of laughter drifted from inside the locker room. Her eyes widened with a mix of shock and heartbreak. Nagi followed her gaze and saw through the partially open door—her boyfriend, Haruto, was wrapped around another girl Anger flared in Nagi his chest. Without thinking, he shrugged off his jersey and draped it over her head, shielding her from the painful sight

“Stay here,” he murmured, his voice low and determined. He stepped into the locker room, the door swinging open to reveal the scene in its entirety. Haruto’s laughter died as he saw Nagi, his face turning pale.

“Nagi, it’s not what it looks like—” Nagi didn’t let him finish. In a blur of motion, he lunged forward, his fist connecting with Haruto’s jaw. The impact sent Haruto stumbling back, crashing into the lockers.

“How could you?” Nagi snarled, his voice shaking with fury. “She trusted you!”

Haruto groaned, clutching his jaw, but Nagi's focus was already back on Y/N. He turned to see her standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her face, his jersey hanging loosely on her head.

“Y/N,” he said softly, walking back to her. “You deserve so much better.”

Before Y/N could react he had already grabbed her hand as he drags her into another locker room locking it as he looks at her and says "I can be much better then him, choose me and i will make you forget him- i have everything! Money, fame- all"