DAY TWO

Once again, we found ourselves on the bitter end of defeat. How could it be that this team, time and time again, failed to clinch victory? Nagi and I exchanged a glance, the frustration evident in our eyes. How were we to ever ascend to greatness in Blue Lock if we couldn't even manage to win?

Yet, there remained ample time, countless chances, to sharpen our skills, to bolster our strengths, and to emerge the victory.

DAY THREE

Chasing this dream of becoming a big soccer star? It's no joke. Sometimes I sit back and wonder why I even signed up for this rollercoaster ride. But as tough as it gets, I've somehow grown accustomed to grinding it out on the field every single day. I mean, there are days when I question everything, like, why did I choose this path? Was it worth it? But then there are moments, those little victories, that remind me why I fell in love with the game in the first place.

Well at least I still have Nagi by my side. That's what makes it all worth it in the end.

DAY FOUR

It's the same old story. Mom and Dad showing up, trying to drag me out of my football life and back into the Mikage Corp circus. Today was no exception. They came in with their serious faces, talking about responsibility and all that jazz. I get it, but can't they see how suffocating it all feels? I'm so over the meetings, the suits, the whole corporate vibe.

So, I did what any sane person would do; I bolted. Found a cozy spot where their nagging can't reach me. I wonder if they'll ever get it. As I chill here, jotting down these thoughts, I can't help but wonder if my parents will ever get it. But for now, I'll just enjoy my peace and quiet.