Tired, Rin was tired of all this. He started playing soccer thanks to Sae, only for his brother to end up being an idiot who preferred to go to Spain and abandon their dreams. To make matters worse, Rin decided he would surpass Sae in that very sport that both united and separated him from his brother, but what sense does that make?

Does soccer bring him a feeling of joy? At some point, maybe, but now he no longer sees it as a game, but as a competition. Did he truly have a passion for the sport itself? Of course not. Did he play solely to outdo Sae? Absolutely. And that made him think. Isn’t that sport for which he is so well-known just a mark of Sae? A sport that characterizes Rin didn’t even stem from his personality; it was something he copied from that idiot Sae. So, are there more habits he unconsciously adopted from Sae? Are his tastes truly his own, or did he copy them from Sae? Is Rin just a cheap copy of Sae? What makes Rin himself?

He began to feel trapped in the same thought, a thought that made him hate himself and his brother. He no longer wanted to do anything; he felt exhausted. Exhausted from what? From being a possible copy of Sae, from being overshadowed by Sae’s shadow, or from having such silly thoughts?

He is tired, tired of soccer; that damn sport was what separated him from his brother and, in turn, his only chance to prove he is more than just Sae Itoshi's brother.

Well, at least he knows he has his partner, his own, not Sae’s or anyone else’s—his to love, to kiss, to eat with, all his. Who is lying on his chest, while he looks at the ceiling thinking