Meanwhile, on the rooftop of the school, the boy whom everyone was trying to find was just sighing along, resting his head on the not-so-tall railing while also staring at the entire school from the bird's perspective. The scene might look peaceful, but only the boy knew that his mind was in turmoil.
'I wonder if they have started their training already or not…' His eyes wandered at the pitch longingly. He then shook his head quickly, wanting to banish that thought as far away as possible. 'No, that won't do. I have already made a decision, and I cannot regret it now. Just move on and forget about them. My football era is over…'
Well, that was what he thought. However, even the boy himself knew that it was a lie. He was still eager to play football with the others, but he also knew that the team didn't need him anymore.
'God, if only I could be more talented…' He murmured unconsciously.
Thud!
