Amidst the raging chaos taking place on the field while flaring his nostrils, he turned to look at the scoreboard— his eerie dark eyes hiding the storm contained within it, could hardly conceal the frustration he was feeling at this moment.
"Tch..."
Bitterly clicking his tongue, he then immediately drifted his gaze off of the scoreboard.
However the moment he looked away, all of a sudden his eyes perked up, revealing the abrupt sensation of joy which he felt for split seconds. In those eerie dark eyes, a figure of a dark haired boy who had just recently intercepted the pass of the opposing players was being played.
Immediately upon seeing that familiar looking face, possessing the ball, he couldn't help but open his mouth while at the same time sway his body and twist his legs. Opening his mouth, he then made a frantic shout, "Pass.... here"
