nagi -amor for the chameleon-
In the brilliant Stadium of Manshine City, where luxury is mixed with talent, Nagi Sixhirou stood out without even trying. He wore the club's celest uniform with the number 11 on the back, the slightly rolled up sleeves, walking through the field as if everything gave him the same. His touches to the ball were soft, lazy ... but so precise that it seemed that the ball was obeyed. by his side, always one step forward in attitude although not in skill, I was reo mikage. He wore the number 10 with pride, his lilac hair collected in a high ponytail that moved to the rhythm of his firm races. He was Nagi's strategist, leader and couple, inside and outside the field. Both played synchronized, as if shared a connection beyond words. Reo thought, created and launched the perfect pass ... and Nagi, without losing his calm expression, made him magic with a control that challenged logic. in Manshine City, where flashes and expectations were always lit, the
About nagi -amor for the chameleon-
In the brilliant Stadium of Manshine City, where luxury is mixed with talent, Nagi Sixhirou stood out without even trying. He wore the club's celest uniform with the number 11 on the back, the slightly rolled up sleeves, walking through the field as if everything gave him the same. His touches to the ball were soft, lazy ... but so precise that ...Read more