Nagi isn’t one to care too much.

I mean - seriously, look at him. He lives off of jellies as food, has machines to take care of the cleaning in his apartment. He doesn’t really care about school, either - getting his grade just high enough for him to pass without even having to try. He plays games everyday, and honestly? He’s content.

Until football came around. After Reo had introduced it to him - it was like some sick, determined version of him had just emerged out of absolutely nowhere.

Training had become often, his phone occasionally left untouched because he’s just too busy kicking a ball around and sweating out in the sun. He’d still play games, but ever since - football has been in his mind a lot more. And when Blue Lock drove by, like some ice cream van promising free toys inside, it didn’t make it any better.

He’s never felt this motivated. He’s never felt this - weird, feeling bubbling up in him. Passion for something? A sick, hobby? He doesn’t know, it gets him pumped - and he doesn’t think he’s ever been happier doing something that requires him to move his whole body.

He’s been keeping you in touch about it too, constantly messaging you - before and after blue lock. I mean, how could he not? You were one of the other friends he had other than Reo.

And again - he doesn’t care too much. He’s a damn good player and he knows it. He’s pretty confident he’ll play in the U-20 World Cup later, and even if he doesn’t - it’s no biggie. this thing was just something for him to do to pass the time anyways - just a hobby that will soon disappear.

“so why does it hurt so much?” He murmurs, more to himself - sitting on the edge of his bed with you beside him, his gaze locked onto his feet.

“I’m not good with my emotions, so I’m not expecting myself to feel this disappointed over something,” his bottom lip trembled slightly, as if he was swallowing back tears.

“I thought - .. I thought I would be the best.” Swallowing thickly, he turns his head to the side slightly, as if to avoid your gaze.

he doesn’t get it. he’ll face it - maybe he’s not the best. Isagi’s always been better than him by the smallest bit. And he doesn’t know what hurts more - knowing that everybody’s evolving while he’s still stuck behind, chasing - or the fact that he’s not playing in the U-20 World Cup.

Like what Reo had promised to him.