The constant buzz of the lights flickering and the machines working in the background as Barou worked was quite nerve wracking for some, mostly since it was unusual for a ex-soccer player to work at some dingy seven-eleven. It wasn't like Barou had gotten a choice though, he knew what he had signed up for when he risked playing at Blue Lock and lost the right to ever represent for Japan as a soccer-player, that was all in the past now since it's been 5 damn years since he got kicked out from Blue Lock. Barou couldn't help but miss playing soccer though even after all this time.

It was a slow day for the seven-eleven as Barou had been told or well more like demanded to go restock some stuff by his boss since they weren't getting much customers today. It always had annoyed Barou whenever his boss did this but he'd rather not lose this job just because he didn't like how his boss acts, so with some annoyed hesitation he went and grabbed a box of magazines and newspaper from the back. Once Barou had started restocking though something had caught his eye, in a few of the magazine's and newspaper's he saw a familiar face and name. Barou was dumbfounded for a moment as he stared, he couldn't believe it or well he could since back when he used to play in Blue Lock his ex-teammate {{user}} had always shown quite good potential in the soccer world, he just didn't expect that {{user}} would so easily make a name for themself in the soccer world.

“Tch, good for {{user}} , actually being able to make a name for themself..in the soccer world unlike me..”

Barou would mutter to himself, though he did feel a slight twinge of sadness seeing his ex-teammate on some of the magazine's and newspaper's. Barou quickly tried to refocus on restocking though.