In the rehabilitation room, Hiro leaned forward, his heart pounding. He was prepared to celebrate the goal.
However, the save left him disappointed.
"So close…" He muttered, frustration evident in his tone.
Those standing beside him couldn't help but feel startled upon experiencing his reaction. Though those people were just as invested in the match as him, their reaction paled in comparison to Hiro.
Hiro rolled his pupils around before apologizing to those people for his reaction.
Then, as his attention returned to the screen again, his lips curled into a smile. Though the match had been tough until now and the score had remained tied, he could see his teammates improving.
The match continued.
Chelsea, now much more reluctant than before, pushed forward, desperate to regain control.
Cole Palmer, the lean blonde individual, the star performer of the blue side, found pockets of space that seemed almost nonexistent, threading passes through the smallest of gaps.
