#Chapter41

Warning: Mature Contents 1

Losing.

I fucking hate my life.

As the cheers and the shouts came from the other side, the opposite crowd. I gritted silently in rage with my fist clenched, I glared at player number 2 who kicked the ball toward the goal and brought one point to their team. Our goalkeeper was Cross...

"Who the fuck put him in the goal?" I asked with anger flowing in my voice.

"I told him that he shouldn't give a seat to Cross." Avel sighed deeply as he leaned back toward his seat, realized that we were never going to win due to Haider fierce competitor side and...