Jack Mercer stood at the edge of the sidelines, his arms folded across his chest, eyes scanning the field as if seeing his team for the first time. Every movement out there felt electric, synchronized like clockwork. It wasn't just the score that impressed him—it was the way Seiryuu High was finally playing like a unit. There had been something raw about them before, untamed potential, but now, they were locking into place.
Aiko stood beside him, clipboard in hand, her usual calm demeanor watching the game unfold. Jack couldn't help but let out a low whistle as Kaminari crossed the end zone with ease. The scoreboard blinked—12-0 in Seiryuu's favor.
"Feels like a different team out there," he said, loud enough for Aiko to hear.
Her head tilted slightly, a small smile forming. "That's what a weekend can do. The refresh was needed." She glanced at him before her eyes drifted back to the players. "Sometimes, they just need a bit of time away from the field."
