AllStars System - Key to become a professional athlete
A privileged life where one didn't have to worry about something like money was what most of the people wanted, right? Who would blame the children of these rich who didn't try to achieve many goals because of the knowledge, they would be taking the empire over? Lucien Ayers was utterly disappointed after his son had admitted of not having any passion. Of not even thinking of it. He would have his career set, anyways. Now, Nevan found himself on the streets with nowhere to go and only a suitcase with himself. His father had given him a clear goal. Find an ambition and make a name for himself without using his family name. Armored with nothing but the AllStars System, he embarks on this journey of becoming a soccer athlete to get back into his privileged life. What he doesn't know is the severeness of the system involved in his life. ----------- "What is it that you want, Nevan? Certainly not only going home and be who you have been?" Silence. Nothing else. Because that was exactly what the boy wanted, right? ----------- ⇢Character Development happens more than ones. ⇢Slow pace ⇢Parallel universe, nothing about this story is real. Everything is purely fictional. _______
A Balanced Play
His body spun around while his widened eyes followed the ball. No one had expected this. A goal would be scored now. And he could not do anything about it.
The goal seemed lonely with only Keijiro there. Would he be able to defend their goal? Nevan's thoughts were racing. He didn't run after the ball as he knew, in this moment he would only be coming in the way of their defenders.
Should he trust Noé more? And other team mates? He couldn't find himself to. They were uncoordinated. He had the same feeling as he did back then during the SPC selection. He was not good enough. He had started late, not like the others.
He was certain, the ball would land in the goal. That was when Keijiro, their goalkeeper, came out of the goal and simply caught the ball with his gloved hands. A smirk was at his lips and he let out a small chuckle. "A direct ball. How desperate."