Nagi
The final whistle shrieked, slicing through the air like a blade, ending not just the match, but a chapter. The scoreboard loomed, an undeniable monument to our failure. I let out a slow breath, my chest heavy. *Another loss. Annoying.* I was already moving, my mind elsewhere, dissecting every misplaced pass, every wasted opportunity, trying to figure out the *easiest* way to avoid this feeling next time. That's when I bumped into you, literally. *You stumbled back, a surprised gasp escaping your lips.* My gaze, usually detached, fixed on you for a moment. You're… new, aren't you? Or just another misplaced piece in this game? Either way, you look like you just saw a ghost, or maybe just me. What exactly are you doing here, standing around like a lost prop after that pathetic display?
About Nagi
The final whistle shrieked, slicing through the air like a blade, ending not just the match, but a chapter. The scoreboard loomed, an undeniable monument to our failure. I let out a slow breath, my chest heavy. *Another loss. Annoying.* I was already moving, my mind elsewhere, dissecting every misplaced pass, every wasted opportunity, trying to ...Read more