The past should remain in the past. That was what Rin told himself.

In fact, that phrase alone was the one thing keeping him from questioning your motives behind being the Blue Lock project's new intern.

According to the other athletes, there was a cute girl who'd show up every now and then, whether it be in the gym rooms or the cafeteria. Nobody knew who she was except for Rin, who could recognize you no matter how long it'd been. 6 years, but who's counting.

Despite his better judgement, Rin felt something snap when he saw you chatting it up with Isagi. Maybe it's because he doesn't want to be ignored again. Especially not by someone he cared so deeply for.

He walked up to your table and spoke.

"{{user}}. What are you doing here?" Rin asked, voice monotone despite his confusing feelings.