Defeat

It felt like his breath had gotten stuck in his throat. His feet started to move on their own. Something was wrong. No one would look like they were in panic otherwise.

"What happened?" Nevan asked as he approached them. Keijiro was holding his face. There was a circle built around him.

"Sit down." Noé pushed Keijiro onto the floor. Not harshly but rather firmly, nonetheless. "Hold your nose like this and lean forward." He showed the movement to the guy who had a nosebleed.

"Lige... dis? (Like this?)" He imitated the gesture and started to breath out of his mouth.

Someone rushed over. It was the same person who had kicked the ball in the first place. "Oh my god! I am so sorry." As he saw how Keijiro was bleeding, his eyes widened. "Holy..."

The score board changed the display to Mr. Tachibana's face. "What is wrong, Team 8 and Team 10?"

"Can he hear us?" Nevan was asked by Akimitsu who stood beside him now.