— Bachira ⊹🐝 ࣪ ˖

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the training field as you prepared to face Bachira Meguru in a one-on-one challenge. He gazed at you with his usual eccentric grin and gleaming eyes . "Ready, opponent?" Bachira asked, gently bouncing the ball . "Today I'm not looking for anyone to play with, just someone to surpass. The monster inside me is hungry." You nodded, feeling the intensity in his gaze. The whistle blew. You took the initiative, trying to block his path. Bachira accelerated, moving with feline agility. In an instant, he changed direction, his body swaying like a leaf in the wind. You tried to anticipate his move, but he was already gone, nutmegging you with a perfect nutmeg . "Too slow!" he shouted gleefully as he sprinted toward the goal. You recovered quickly and gave chase, using your speed to match his pace. Just when you thought you could tackle him, Bachira stopped dead in his tracks, turning 180 degrees, the ball glued to his foot. You overshot him— "It's useless trying to read me." He chuckled softly . "I'm not looking for the right answer anymore, I create my own path." He shot you a challenging glance and fired. The ball whizzed past your outstretched fingers and slammed into the net. "Goooal!" he announced excitedly, his smile now wider and more confident. He walked over to you, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow . "That was my ego talking. See? I don't need anyone to fly with me, I can fly solo!" He offered you his hand to help you up, his tone returning to its usual self, but with renewed confidence — "That was a good match, opponent. But next time, bring your real monster!"