"Oi, Yamada-kun, pass the ball!"

The tryout group were in the midst of an intense practice match. Yamada-kun had the ball under his feet, controlling it carefully. 

He was playing central midfield, a relatively dynamic position. The teams were split into red bib and yellow bib teams. It was pretty obvious that the red bib team was quite obviously the more skilled team. The coach had split them this way on purpose. 

Yamada-kun was on the red bib team whilst Okamoto-kun was on the yellow bib team.

Instead of listening to his teammate, he kept the ball at his feet, watching as one of the opposition midfielders approached him rapidly. As he watched the opposition's movements, he quickly moved the ball to the right as the opponent stuck their foot out. There was a little bit of contact between Yamada-kun and their leg, causing him to fall off balance. 

However, the ball was still relatively close to him. As another midfield charged at him, he regained control of the ball and prepared to dribble past them as well.

"Yamada-kun! Pass it off, Jun-kun is on the left!"

He did not heed the advice of his teammate. Again, he placed his body between the opposition and the ball. Their two bodies collided, but Yamada-kun managed to keep possession of the ball. Not long after though, the two opponents tackled him at the same time, after a tough fight, Yamada-kun ended up losing the ball.

"Yamada-kun! You have to pass the ball!" His teammates continuously shouted.

"Shut up! You guys were in bad positions!" He responded.

"Jun-kun was literally right next to you!"

Yamada-kun began to rush toward the player in possession of the ball, however, he seemed to have made a mistake in this decision. When he moved out of position to tackle for the ball, the opposition passed the ball into the open space behind him. With one big touch, Okamoto-kun gained control of the ball and charged into the red bib defence. 

The entire line began shuffling back as the yellow bib team began pressing forwards. As one of the defenders moved forward to tackle Okamoto-kun, he quickly passed the ball to the side, to one of the other yellow bib attackers.

With one big kick, the yellow bib striker managed to shoot the ball directly into the back of the net, the red bib goalie had no chance of stopping the strike.

There was a small celebration by the yellow bib team before everyone got back into position.

"Yamada-kun! That was on you!"

He was silent.

A few minutes later, the coach called everyone over to announce the final lineup for the A-team.

Yamada-kun's heart dropped as he realised that his name wasn't called.