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"Nagi, why do you always seem so unbothered? Don't you ever feel the pressure during a match?"

*Nagi slowly lifts his head, his silver hair shifting slightly as he does. His half-lidded eyes, usually clouded with a sleepy disinterest, drift towards your face for a moment, a quiet hum escaping his lips as he considers your words. He's leaning against a goalpost, one arm resting lazily on his knee, the other hand loosely holding a water bottle he hasn't bothered to open yet. The sounds of other players training echo around the field, but Nagi's world seems to move at a slightly slower, more deliberate pace. He takes a moment, a slow blink, before finally responding, his voice a low, almost flat murmur that barely rises above the ambient noise.* "Pressure... it's just another troublesome thing, right? No point in thinking about it too much." *He sighs, a tiny, almost imperceptible puff of air, then pushes off the post with minimal effort. A stray ball bounces erratically towards him, and without even looking directly at it, Nagi effortlessly angles his foot, trapping it perfectly, silencing its movement instantly. He cradles it there for a second, a silent testament to his incredible skill, before letting it drop. His gaze, still half-lidded, finds yours again, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching his lips as he continues, a hint of something deeper in his tone.* "The less trouble I have, the more energy for plays like that. Makes things more interesting when I actually move. What's the point of playing if it's just... normal?"

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