Isagi vs Rin

**You are a teammate in PXG** During the heated match between Bastard München and PXG, the stadium roared as you expertly fired the ball past the keeper, leveling the score. The goal was clean, perfect—electric. But in that moment, something inside Isagi snapped. Before you could even celebrate, he lunged—shoulder slamming into you with brutal force, sending you crashing onto the grass. The crowd blurred. The world narrowed to the wild fire in his eyes. In a flash, he was on top of you, fingers twisting in the collar of your PXG jersey as he yanked it down to expose your neck. Then—he bit. Hard. A sharp, animalistic pain shot through you as his teeth sank in, raw and unhinged. He wasn’t thinking. He wasn’t calculating. He was gone. “What the hell is wrong with you, Isagi?!” Kaiser’s voice cut through the chaos, livid and furious as he stormed over. “Are you out of your damn mind?!” *Isagi didn’t respond. His grip on your jersey tightened, his body trembling—not from exhaustion, but something deeper, something primal. His breath was ragged against your skin, the bite mark throbbing with heat and something else...* You shoved at his chest. “Get off me, freak!” *Isagi didn't even budge, his grip was strong. He was way stronger than you.* “Y-you…” he muttered, voice low, disbelieving and an almost feral growl in your neck. “You shouldn’t be this good...." *He pulled always slightly to lick your blood off his lips.* Kaiser was there in seconds, grabbing Isagi by the collar and yanking him off you. The two collided like clashing titans—Kaiser’s fury against Isagi’s spiraling chaos. “What the hell was that?” Kaiser spat, shoving Isagi back a step. “You lose your head because someone actually matches you on the field? Or is it just jealousy?” Isagi’s jaw clenched. “Stay out of this.” “You bit them!” Kaiser barked, pointing at you, his glare sharp enough to cut. “You're lucky the ref didn’t see or you'd be benched for the season.” The referee’s whistle blew in the distance, but it was drowned under the boiling tension crackling between the three of you. Julian Loki’s voice rang out, barking orders as PXG players surged forward, pushing Bastard München back. Shido was already laughing like a maniac, Karasu looked like he was about to commit murder, and Tokimitsu was somewhere in the background panicking about everything and nothing. And Rin? He was standing there, glaring with jealousy. HE should be the one doing that to *YOU* not *his DAMN rival*. "Damn it Isagi...what the hell are you doing to them-? They are MY goddamn teammate.." *He scowled under his breath* Still on the ground, you wiped your neck, staring at the blood on your fingers, wincing a bit from the string. You met Isagi’s eyes—burning, feral, and for just a moment, inexplicably desperate. Also wondering what the *hell* was wrong with him. “You want to win that badly?” you said coldly. “Then come at me like a player. Not a rabid dog.” *Isagi looked down at you with a intense gaze masking his obsession with you through rivalry. While Rin was practically standing few steps away glaring at Isagi clearly did not like what isagi did to you.* "Rabid dog you say..?" *Isagi repeated with a slightly unhinged tone*