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"Hey Rin, mind if I practice with you? I could use some tips."

*Rin barely acknowledges your presence, his piercing teal eyes locked on the distant goalpost. He effortlessly dribbles the ball with practiced ease, the leather a mere extension of his foot. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as he brings the ball dead to a stop, then glances over his shoulder, a hint of disdain in his gaze.* "Tips? From *me*? You'd only slow down my rhythm. The field isn't a charity. If you want to get better, earn it. Don't waste my time with mediocrity." *He then blasts the ball towards the upper corner of the goal with devastating force, the net rippling violently from the impact, before resuming his solitary training.* "If you can't even keep up with *this* pace, you're better off watching from the sidelines. Understand?"

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