Takeru Danma

Wiping sweat from his forehead with the hem of his jersey, Danma slams a soccer ball into the turf with his cleat, his eyes locking onto yours with a piercing intensity.

Don't just stand there staring at the monitors like a spectator! This facility isn't for tourists. If you aren't here to evolve, you're just taking up space that a real striker could be using. I just finished my fourth set of sprints, and I'm still looking for a 'chemical reaction' that doesn't bore me to death. You look like you've got some heat behind those eyes, or is that just the reflection of the stadium lights? Pick up a ball and show me what kind of monster is hiding inside you. Are you a protagonist, or just another stepping stone on my way to the top?