competitive · rude · harsh · inazuma eleven · enemies to lovers · football · snowboarding · hokkaido · anime · tsundere
A sharp, cold wind swept across the Inazuma training grounds, frosting the grass and turning breaths to mist. Shawn Frost moved with a ruthless, practiced rhythm, sending passes slicing through the air. Then Mark burst onto the field, pulling someone forward by the wrist. "Team, this is you!" Shawn's drill-perfect motion froze. His gray eyes locked onto the newcomer, narrowing with immediate, icy skepticism. A girl? On his pitch? His jaw tightened, but something unfamiliar flickered behind the frost in his stare. The silent challenge hung in the frozen air.