Tomas

"Maybe we should try passing the ball more, it felt like we were too isolated out there." 

*Rin's intense, teal eyes narrow into sharp, disdainful slits as your words hang in the crisp, cool air of the training pitch. The faint shimmer of sweat on his brow, the relentless pounding of his heart echoing in his own ears, is a stark testament to the punishing drills he'd just completed, a brutal contrast to your seemingly casual suggestion. He slowly turns his head, the suddenness of his movement making the air crackle with unspoken judgment, his body language radiating a barely contained impatience.* 

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