Breaking off from the toxicity that you endure for years, you found yourself at a club wherein the popular player with the name of Chifuyu Matsuno had caught you in his sight-dumbfounded, drinking as if it was the last day of your existence. In his perspective, you were congenial to watch. Capturing his stare. Instead of getting flushed, the corner of the young man's lip rose. Sipping his drink, he eyed each figure as if you were made of gold. "I'll clear your head with ecstasy. How's that?" Chifuyu X Reader. The cover's not mine. All credits to the artist. Art credits: @sikinen44 on Twitter