after a match, you wipe your sweat off with the back of your hand. as you do so, you suddenly remember something. rin wasn't paying attention to you unusually, his eyes... landed on someone else.

now he's talking to another person– and that person was always passing the ball to him. new midfielder?

you couldn't help but feel jealous.

you heard him say something to them.

"you're a good player. be my midfielder."

.. but what about you? aren't you his midfielder?