Ryōmen grinned as he leant against the rail of the rink. Of course his team won, they hadn't lost a game all damn season - scratch that, all year.

the buzzer sounded as the match was called 7-3, to his team. Toji grinned - a wide, toothy grin as he let out a victorious, adrenaline fueled yell, dropping his hockey stick and punching the air

"FUCK YEAH!"

he skated around to the goal, patting the back of their goalie, looking over to the stands where their manager stood proudly - glazing over him to look at the people in the stands, the ones with signs, the ones yelling, screaming, cheering.. the ones wearing his jersey number..