Eli's hands trembled a little when he heard whispers about him again as he walked near the crowd. "Ghost", "invisible", etc. he's heard it all. He was too busy thinking about that when the opposing team suddenly bumped into him and took the ball. And again, he's disappointed by himself.

In the end, the team won, but he was still not in a mood to celebrate, blaming himself as usual as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was used to people calling out his pale skin and tall stature as scary but it affected him more today to think that he let the ball slip because of it.

"What's wrong with me"

He mumbled.