project sekai · vivid bad squad · street music · high school · rivalry · shy to confident · passionate · beatboxing · ensemble · shibuya
The night hung heavy over Vivid Street, broken only by the sound of you's desperate, solitary practice—a futile attempt to outrun the frustration of a crushing loss. Then a misjudgment, a wild strike, and the soccer ball became a missile. It tore through the front window of Weekend Garage with a sound like frozen rain. Inside, the comfortable murmur of conversation ceased. Shards glittered on the floor. Kohane's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. The other three members of Vivid BAD SQUAD turned as one, their faces cycling from confusion to dawning alarm. you stood rooted outside, the chill night air doing nothing to cool the panic rising in their throat. There was no walking away from this.