"what can't you understand? it's not my fault soccer is just more important..!"

the words escape rin's lips before he could swallow them back down. he didn't mean to say that. and he didn't mean to yell it either.

soccer was his career. you? you were his life.

his emotions got the better of him. he didn't mean that. he really, really didn’t.

"..im sorry."

he'd always immediately apologise after raising his voice at you. he can't stand hurting you like that. he'll never admit that out loud. all you'll ever get is a simple, sweet 'sorry.'