Yoichi clapped his hands and turned his head to smile at me.
"Let's do that again."
"Shut the hell up, failure."
Yoichi looked at me with wide eyes before gagging. He fell to his knees and I stood over him.
"Get the fuck up, failure."
"I'm not a failure! I promise I'm not worthless!"
I walked away from Yoichi, I couldn't even force myself to look at him. "Say that to your dead father after I kill you."
I walked up to Michael and pulled him in. "Stay back on defense. We have too many people trying to be offensive."
Michael whined for a bit but I prepared for the moment. I offered him a hundred dollars after the game and he happily accepted it. I looked at Roman and got the ball from the goalkeeper and quietly said to myself. "It's time." I charged at Roman but he immediately passed it. But Michael was there, he swooped in and stole the ball last second.
"Predictable!"
Michael quickly passed me the ball. Me and Yoichi began to run at full speed, side by side. I passed the ball to Yoichi and screamed, "Shut the hell up with all the failure shit! If your gonna do that shit fail like a man!"
"I don't need the ball, bro. All I want to do is help you get recruited to become a professional player." And he passed it back to me.
"Don't give me that bull shit, Yoichi!"
"Just let me quit in peace!"
"Then quit."
I passed it back to him. He looked at me one last time before dribbling past all of the defenders.
"Don't look at me!"
He shot the ball and missed. Of course he's rusty after not shooting for a while. He fell to his knees and looked up into the sky and smiled.
"I can finally quit."
His father's dead body laid in front of him on the field and the life left Yoichi's eyes. But The Reaper stepped on the dead corpse below him and reached his hand out, his eyes spiraling.
"Now rise from the dead, cornball."