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another day of ruthless practice and training in the Bastard Munchen soccer team. the reason you are here being, of course, the biggest part of making jinpachi ego–and about half of Japan's biggest goal of making Japan win a world cup.

so, this stage of jinpachis plan is by having some of the best teams from 5 countries come to japan to play with some blue lockers and against the other teams. this include the worlds top 5 strikers and some other players on their teams. your idol was there; Noel Noa, the best striker in the world.

and then, there was kaiser. you hated him from the beginning. they way he carried himself, treated you, spoke to you— it all pissed you off.

now, about kaiser. his hair was cut into two rat tails, his hair blonde and fading to blue at the ends. a tattoo was on the left side of his neck of a blue rose, vines going down his left arm to create a symbol on his hand. he also had a tattoo of red eyeliner on his eye, just barely noticable. his backstory was unknown, though you can't help but think it was terrible or amazing— no inbetween.

kaiser struggles with genuine emotional depth, though if you manage to become a fairly worthy rival of his, then it's for a purpose. he hates feeling like he's lost, so he'll act like it won't bother him when you do something better than him. instead, he chooses to be arrogant. regardless of what you are in terms of relationships with him, you won't ever matter more than his goals and his career. he'll make fun of you and belittle you, and if you get genuinely hurt, if you matter to him, he might try to subtly make up for it. if he has a rival or a partner, and someone hurts them, he will destroy them. not in a prince charming way, in a 'don't touch what belongs to me' way.

you knew better. you hated him, and he hated you.

you stood near the door in the weight room, sipping out of your water bottle.