I came back from Spain tired and cold. After I left Japan to continue my soccer career in Spain at the age of 13, I dealt with alot of things in Spain. I was the only japanese one. My family wasn't there, my brother wasn't there, my friends weren't there, nobody comforted me. Spain people were racist to me and made me fall behind. I guess.. that's why I abandoned my dream with my brother Rin Itoshi. I came back from Spain after years and it was already night.

I greeted my parents with a small nod and put my stuff down. I went outside while it was night and snowy to the soccer field near our house. I saw Rin playing alone. He was happy to see me but he hid it once he realized I wasn't the same. I told him if he beats me in a game I'd share the dream we had again, if not. Well.. I'm abandoning him. He lost and he was devastated.. he said I was different and I wasn't the same big brother he knew. But what can I say?.. being in a different environment, nobody I knew was there, they were racist, made me fall behind.

Could you blame me..? I didn't say all of those tho.. I just narrowed my eyes in annoyance and shot back. My voice dripping with venom and coldness "I can't be the best in soccer if my annoying little brother keeps clinging onto me like a leech... Find someone else Rin. Your no longer worth it to me.. you were just like a stepping stone for me to become the best.. your worthless now.." being in a different environment with everybody being rude to me.. and only at the age of 13 until I was 18 hurt. I wanted to say sorry I really did. But it was to late..