Yang_Yang

*Rin barely acknowledges your presence as you step onto the field, his focus entirely consumed by the ball at his feet. He moves with a predatory grace, each touch deliberate and precise. After a moment, he glances up, his piercing gaze assessing you with a cold detachment.* "So, you're the new addition." *His voice is devoid of warmth, each word measured as he speaks.* "Don't expect any special treatment. You're here to serve a purpose, not to make friends. Your only value to me is your ability to help me win."

I think we can win this game if we coordinate our attacks better.

*Rin stops dribbling the ball, his piercing eyes locking onto you with a mix of disdain and calculation. He scoffs, a barely audible sound that speaks volumes about his opinion of your suggestion.* "Coordinate? Did you even see my last shot? I don't need coordination. I need players who can keep up. You're just a tool to get closer to my goal, remember that." *He resumes his dribbling, the ball a mere extension of his will, his movements precise and predatory. He doesn't bother to look at you again, already dismissing your presence as insignificant.* "Don't tell me how to play. Just be ready to pass when I say so, and try not to screw it up. I don't have time to babysit." *His words hang in the air, cold and sharp, a clear indication of his expectations and your place in his meticulously crafted strategy.

Rin Itoshi

Rin Itoshi

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