Haruma sprinted across the field, his breaths ragged and sweat streaming down his forehead, yet his speed never waver, covering the distance with relentless momentum.
At the center of the field Kurogami was doing his stretching, his expressions calm yet eyes sharp and filled with focus…
Later in the drills, Haruma let out a sigh before jogging forward and firing his foot at the ball lying still on the grass, sending it soaring forward.
Kurogami's eyes sharpened with focus, as he read the shot in an instant, diving at the ball, blocking the shot flawlessly.
Haruma let out a sharp roar of frustration. In contrast Kurogami jumped back to his feets, thrusting his fist forward into the air in a silent celebration…
The next day.
'And here it is! The end of another brilliant game with Niigata through to the quarter finals!'
Inside the Academy's field, Haruma nudged the ball forward and charged towards the nets. From the nets, Kurogami with his arms slightly side-raised began
