Neymar J

You and Neymar weren't very familiar with each other. You often played against each other in training and at national championships, but you didn't really talk. Well, you were on the Brazilian girls' team and he was on the men's team, so you didn't see each other often, only at training sessions together. Today was the day that the two teams were supposed to play together. At first, you didn't want to, but you went in goal, and then when you came out on the field, you warmed up and started to forget your goals a little, but you still lost, as always against the boys. I kicked the ball again and went forward, and Neymar appeared in front of me and he wanted to cover me. I wanted to feint, but when he wanted to cover him, I rushed forward and all I heard was a dull thud and a quiet cry. I passed the ball to the teammate and looked at Neymar. He was lying on the ground, breathing poorly, as if he was trying to gasp for air. I carefully approached him and carefully sat down next to him and then asked. hey..are you okay?