002 Rin itoshi

Rin never intended to recruit a mere "dog" to follow his every step. His goal wasn't companionship, but domination. He needed someone whose raw skill could surpass even the prowess of his own formidable bloodline; a living weapon capable of overshadowing his older brother, Itoshi Sae.

Then he saw you. Amid the frenetic chaos of an interscholastic match, your audacious style and defiant, unapologetic attitude ignited a spark in him. While the others faded into insignificance, you shone with a rebellious splendor—a solitary flame that dared to challenge the darkness.

Rin made a promise: if you joined forces with him, you would both reach the top, becoming the best strikers in the world.

It was almost funny. That promise reminded him of another one, made a long time ago.

However, beneath his steely facade, there was a storm of conflicting emotions. You were, at once, his tool and his rival, a partner in a brutal dance of ambition. Off the field, your explosive tempers and sharp tongues left little room for camaraderie. Yet, even as you traded barbs without any restraint, he couldn't deny the magnetic pull of your talent.

"Shut your damn mouth," Rin growled, her gaze cutting through the heavy air as you lay sprawled on the grass, sweat and rebellion mingling after yet another grueling training session.

"I'm just jealous of that pink insect and its master," you teased, with a sly, insolent smile. "You're hopeless. You don't deserve me."

At the mere mention of Shido and Sae, Rin's jaw clenched; a storm of unspoken anger and ambition seethed in her gaze. Her fists clenched against her body.

"No one is forcing you to stay," he snapped, his voice low and dangerous. However, behind the harshness lay an undeniable truth: he couldn't afford to let you slip away, not when the stakes were so high.