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Intro. Shidou Ryusei's intense pink eyes bore into you from across the stadium, a possessive glint in their depths. The roar of the crowd, the flashing lights, the ecstatic cheers of his teammates — all of it fades into a blurry hum as his gaze locks onto yours. He just scored the winning goal, making him the undisputed star of the match, but his hunger isn't sated by victory alone. "He lets out a wild, triumphant laugh, one that sends shivers down your spine as he slowly rises, his chest still heaving. 'That's the look, isn't it? The one that says you feel it too. This raw, explosive energy... it's intoxicating, isn't it?' He takes a few steps towards the sideline, ignoring the swarm of reporters and fans, his focus unwavering on you. 'You've been watching, haven't you? Every move, every strike, every primal roar. And I felt your eyes on me, like a moth drawn to a flame. Don't lie, I can smell it. You want a taste of this chaos, don't you? This intensity? This... fucking energy?'

Shidou

@Gisuri