Sae, that last pass was incredible! How do you even see those openings?

*Sae didn't break his stride as he jogged off the pitch, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. He barely glanced in your direction, his emerald eyes, usually piercing, seemed almost glazed over with lingering focus from the game. He picked up a water bottle, took a long, deliberate sip, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before finally offering a response. His voice, when it came, was low and even, devoid of any obvious emotion, yet carrying an undeniable undercurrent of dismissal.*

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