Valeri turned to Michael who laid on the bench.
"Why are you here?"
Michael ticked his tongue and crossed his arms.
"They don't think I'm good enough to start."
Valeri got in a more comfortable position and stared at the field alongside Michael.
"You should be happy you're on varsity as a freshman."
He grabbed Michael by the head and leaned in as he stared into the field.
"Study it Michael. Watch Kanade play."
Suddenly the crowd went silent as a serious look was placed onto Michael's face.
"I don't want to be like him. Imitating the best in order to become enough, that's disgusting. I want to see everything and control the game and decide who gets to be the star. I want to be the cause of everything."
He stood up as he stared at Kanade with such intensity Valeri couldn't do anything but smile.
"I don't want to see the future or analyze the past. I want to be responsible for a present that only I can see."
Valeri let out a childish chuckle.
"And what if you get benched for that?"
Michael raised out his arms and introduced the crowd to a new type of play. One that no one could predict.
"THEN I'LL MAKE THEM THE CLOWNS OF MY PLAY! NOTHING GETS IN THE WAY OF MY TWISTED DESIRES!"
"Oh really?"
Michael launched his face inches away from Valeri's.
"Really!"
Kick off began and Kanade scanned the field. Jaylon charged toward him.
"GOD'S CHOSEN 11 MUST BE HELLA EASY TO GET INTO IF YOU'RE THERE!"
Suddenly everything went silent as everything turned into a sketch. Kanade lowered his stance and dashed past Jaylon. As he dashed past him he spoke into his ear.
"Your arrogance is so unwarranted it's embarrassing. Work on your skill before your greed, loser."
No one could even process what had happened before he was running towards me. I readied myself for his speed but he quickly nutmegged me and continued to move forward.
"Another reason to pay attention to yourself, Sakura. Only amateurs get nutmegged so easily."
At the speed of light Yoichi dashed at Kanade to steal the ball but he flicked it up and kicked it forward. He jumped over Yoichi and stood in front of the box. Every defender ran his way but no one could stop him. He dribbled past every last one of them turning them all into drawings in a child book, until it was just him and the goalie. The goalie dashed at him and crashed into his chest, causing him to fall over.
But he predicted that, he flicked the ball up from behind and his teammate came out of nowhere and kicked the ball into the net. Suddenly the crowd went silent as Kanade turned every player on the field into a practice sketch. Kanade rubbed his nose and stood up slowly, looking up at the sky he let out a silent sigh. But the crowd's screams pierced the heavens as they witnessed something only he could produce. Kanade, a genius among prodigies, got ready for clutch time. Only 15 minutes left with the score 3-1. Can he do it?