Crap... What am I even doing here... Why am I doing this?
The look on your friend's faces when you asked them to paint your face was shocking to say the least. They were even more surprised when you asked to use the remainder of their supplies to make something small for Nagi.
"Oooh! He saw you Y/n! Are you happy?!", Kaede gushed like a happy child, shaking your shoulders.
"Ugh... this is super embarrassing... not happy at all", you shifted in discomfort, feeling the eyes of your boyfriend's admirers on you.
Kaede laughed, returning to her chanting before as the boys got ready on the field. Your doubts started eating at you, and you felt like this was a mistake. What in the world made you think this was a good idea?
This is the last time I think with my heart... God, why am I so easy to sway?
The boys got in their positions. Had it not been for Aryu's knowledge on soccer, you wouldn't have even known what position Nagi was. There he was on the right side of the field, closer to the home side. You kept your eyes focused on him for a second, but then remembered Ryusei was also on the field.
"Uh I forget... What's Ryusei again?", you tilt your head.
Aryu holds the poster down for a moment to answer your question, "He's a forward sweetheart"
Kaede snickers, "Pretty funny considering the other forward is the younger Itoshi, and he hates him"
You don't know much about soccer, only really understanding that you have to get the ball into the goal. Shidou tried teaching you the basics one time, but you grew sick of it when he kicked the ball to your face, a stream of blood shooting out from your nose.
"Fuchu Nishi High is doing the kick off since it's their first home game! Let's see if Kitatama High has was it takes to take them down!"
The referee blew the whistle, Shidou and Rin doing the kickoff. Those two being the two forwards was hilarious even for you, considering Rin's hatred for your friend. Right off the bat, you were having trouble keeping up with what was happening. Everyone was moving too much, making your poor brain malfunction.
What's the general are Ryusei has to stay in? Why is he passing the ball over there? I thought you couldn't use your arms, but he pushed him with his shoulders. Do shoulders not count? Why is there so many people staying back?
"Nagi Seishiro has the ball!"
That caught your attention, your head turning ever-so slightly to see Nagi running down the field. He wasn't far off the goal, but two defenders blocked his way.
"Huh? What could he do in that—?"
SWISH!
With his right leg, he kicked the ball directly above his head, catching his opponents off guard, as well as you. What you thought was a meaningless move was in reality a goal opportunity. With a good bicycle kick, the ball shot straight in; hitting its target, the scoreboard changing to 1-0. Nagi landed on his feet, sweat beading off his forehead, standing tall in front of the opposing team. The two little defenders were about to shit their pants just from his height.
"Defense isn't you strong suit, is it?", he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
The two defenders immediately glared at him, shaking out of frustration. Even though you couldn't hear what he said, you figured he had made some sort of sarcastic remark towards them.
"Ooh~ Looks like your boyfriend is a shit-talker Y/n", Kaede giggled deviously, rubbing her hands together.
The two defenders went back to position, cursing Nagi under their breath. Reo smacked his teammate's back, a sneaky grin on his face.

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