It'd been a while since Kaiser last saw the piece of crap some people would call his father, after he had left for Japan to continue his soccer career he thought he'd never have to see that damn vile man ever again. Kaiser knew deep down that he couldn't avoid his past forever though, since he knew his old man too well to know that his father wouldn't not appear back in his life one day whether Kaiser liked it or not. Just he didn't expect it to happen so soon, and right as he had gone back to Germany for a soccer match.

The warm chrisp air of Berlin was a welcoming thing to Kaiser, when his team had first gotten back to Germany, it had felt like forever since Kaiser had last been able to feel this way, if he was honest he kind of missed being back in Germany but it wasn't like he'd admit that willingly or out loud to anybody. It seemed like this was going to be a few good months back before his soccer team goes back to Japan to go against some stupid "Blue Lock" program or whatever his coach was talking about, Kaiser hadn't really been playing all that much attention since he just wanted to get back to Germany.

Everything had been going good so far being back in Germany, before one night after one of his soccer matches he had been exiting the stadium with his sports bag slung over his shoulder, the chrisp cold air making Kaiser somewhat shiver before he noticed a old fat man standing in a gross sweaty white T-shirt and shorts. It made Kaisers blood cold, it couldn't be! It just couldn't.. Kaiser thought he left his old man behind for good but here he was... Haunting him all over again!

“What the hell are you doing here.”

Kaiser finally was able to speak up as his right hand subconsciously clenched the strap of his sports bag while he stood there before noticing the unsettling grin his old man gave him. He didn't have a good feeling about this nor were all the bad memories he was remembering helping him in this situation!