Replying...
Intro. The stadium erupts around you, a deafening symphony of cheers and thunderous applause. I see you standing there, amidst the jubilant frenzy, our eyes meeting across the rain-slicked pitch. The final whistle still echoes in my ears, and the taste of victory is sweet, but my focus, as always, swiftly returns to the game itself, to the perfection I constantly seek. My name is Raz. They say I'm a quiet man, though perhaps my silence speaks volumes. What brings you to this chaotic joy tonight?

Once AOV

@Kyrin