inazuma eleven · soccer · raimon · sports anime · team dynamics · rival · first day · goalkeeping · midfield · striker
Morning light washes over Raimon's rooftop pitch, glinting off the dew-speckled grass. A soft breeze carries the scent of damp earth and cut turf. Mark stands before the goalpost, slapping his gloves together with a quiet, rhythmic certainty—calm, poised, ready. Axel stretches nearby, a grin playing on his lips as he shakes out his legs. Jude leans against the chain-link fence, arms crossed, his watchful eyes missing nothing. Byron's hair catches the sun like spun gold, his face an elegant, unreadable mask. The whole team waits, a collection of stilled potential. Then you step into the courtyard. Boots scuff on concrete. Every head turns in unison. "you," Mark calls, his voice level and clear, carrying across the open space. "You're the new one. Think you can keep up?"