The alarm blares to life, emitting a persistent beep beep, signaling to Shinji that it's time to wake up. He reaches over to silence it and rises from bed, sauntering over to the window. With a sense of anticipation, he declares, 'Today's the day!'
Shinji heads downstairs, where he's greeted by the sight of his mother, who has not only packed all his belongings but also prepared a hearty breakfast. She turns to him with a warm smile and asks, 'Shinji, are you ready?'
Shinji exclaimed, 'Today's the day I head to the football academy!' His mother smiled knowingly, having already packed his bags in anticipation.
Shinji rushed over to give his mother a warm hug. After a quick goodbye, he dashed upstairs to finish getting ready. Moments later, he returned downstairs, sat down to enjoy the breakfast his mother had prepared, and then it was time to leave.
As Shinji glanced at his mother, he noticed her gazing wistfully at an old photograph. 'What's that, Mum?' he asked, curiosity piqued. His mother's eyes fluttered back to life, and she hastily brushed off the question. 'It's nothing, dear. Let's get going."
Together, they headed out to the car and began their drive. The journey took about five minutes, and soon they arrived at the prestigious Starring Eleven Academy.
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As they stepped out of the car, Shinji's eyes widened in awe at the sprawling campus of the Starring Eleven Academy. The sheer size of the school took his breath away. Beside the academy stood a magnificent stadium, its towering structure a testament to the school's passion for football.
Shinji's mother smiled, noticing her son's wonder. 'This is it, Shinji. This is where your football dreams come true.'
Together, they walked through the campus, taking in the sights and sounds. Students hurried past them, exchanging greetings and laughter. Shinji felt a thrill of excitement.
As they walked, Shinji and his mother approached a student wearing a stripped white and black uniform with a black trouser who looked like a senior. 'Excuse me,' Shinji's mother asked, 'could you please tell us where the principal's office is? We need to register my son.'
The student smiled warmly, pointing upwards. 'Look at the window right there. If you enter the school, take the elevator to the fourth floor – it's the highest floor. Then, just head straight down the hallway, and you'll see the principal's office right there.'
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Shinji's eyes widened as he stepped into the principal's office. The room was filled with an astonishing array of trophies, medals, and certificates, a testament to the academy's illustrious history. His mother, beaming with pride, approached the principal's desk.
The principal, a warm smile on his face, rose from his seat to greet them. 'Ah, welcome, welcome! It's an honor to meet you, Shinji Seto.'
Shinji's mother smiled, her eyes shining with nostalgia. 'Principal, it's wonderful to be here. I'm glad we could make it.'
The principal's eyes sparkled with curiosity. 'Shinji Seto... I must say, the name sounds familiar. Isn't that...?' He paused, his gaze locked on Shinji's mother. 'Ranji Seto was your husband, wasn't he?'
Shinji's mother nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes. 'Yes, he was.'
The principal's face lit up with a warm smile. 'Ah, Ranji Seto! One of our finest players, a true legend on the field. I'm so glad his son has followed in his footsteps. Welcome to Starring Eleven Academy, Shinji. We're honored to have you here.'
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The principal called out to a passing student, 'Please call Denji Seun for me.'
Denji came running to the principal's office, but in his haste, he tripped and fell to the ground. Shinji couldn't help but giggle at the sight.
Denji quickly scrambled to his feet, looking a bit embarrassed but trying to play it cool. 'Hey, no worries! I'm fine.'
The principal chuckled and said, 'Denji, this is your new roommate, Shinji Seto.'
Denji grinned and introduced himself. 'Hey, Shinji! Welcome to our school!'
The principal instructed Denji to help Shinji with his bags and show him to the dormitory.
As they prepared to leave, Shinji's mother handed him a soccer boot box. 'Here, Shinji. I got you something. Open it later, okay?'
Shinji took the box, curious about what was inside.
Denji and Shinji exchanged introductions as they walked out of the principal's office. 'I'm Denji Seun, but you can call me Denji. Nice to meet you, Shinji
Denji grinned enthusiastically as he led Shinji to their dorm room. 'This is it, Shinji! Our home for the next year. Isn't it cool?'
Shinji nodded, taking in the modest room. 'Yeah, it's nice. But you said we're in the lowest dorm, right? The Rookie's Residence?'
Denji chuckled. 'Yeah, that's right. But don't worry, it's not so bad. We've got a great community here. And who knows, maybe by the end of the year, we'll be moving up to the Pro League Hall!'
Shinji's eyes widened. 'The Pro League Hall? That sounds impressive. What's the ranking system like here?'
Denji leaned against the doorframe, launching into an explanation. 'So, we've got five dorms in total. The Rookie's Residence is the lowest, then you've got the Pro League Hall, the Elite Wing, the Premier Block, and finally, the Champion's Dome. That's the highest dorm, reserved for the absolute best students.'
Shinji whistled. 'That's quite a hierarchy. I'm definitely motivated to move up the ranks no
Denji pushed open the door, and they stepped inside. Shinji's eyes scanned the room, taking in the neat beds and desks. That's when he saw him – their third roommate, Yunji.
Yunji was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his uniform. He seemed oblivious to their presence, too focused on perfecting his appearance.
Denji and Shinji exchanged a curious glance. Then, simultaneously, they looked away, closing their eyes in embarrassment. Yunji was changing into his uniform, and they had walked in on him at an awkward moment.
'Ah, sorry!' Denji whispered, backing away slowly.
Shinji nodded in agreement, still looking away. 'Yeah, sorry!'