[Football] They Heard My Thoughts and the Whole Team Spoiled Me

If other people have it, then we footballers have to have it too! (rolls around) -- In my previous life, everyone thought I was Teng's spy, so they targeted me, never understood me, and shut me out of the cafeteria. I had no friends. Nobody passed me the ball, and when an opponent took me down on the field, none of my teammates stepped in to defend me. I had insanely cool dribbling skills and an incredible nose for goal, but I had no friends. Now I'm reborn! I'm going to take back everything that's mine! Make them hand over every single doughnut! And the ice cream too! Cristiano glanced back at his friend, whose mouth wasn't moving but who was loudly ranting, and looked entirely unsurprised. "Cuckoo, did you not sleep well?" He was having way more thoughts than usual today. He really wanted to answer him. De Coi Coi C gave a yawn and leaned against Cristiano, looking aggrieved. "Mm. I dreamed I couldn't get into the cafeteria." [How dare you shut the Crown Prince out of the cafeteria! Sell them off! All of them!] -- The protagonist's inner thoughts can be heard by teammates or anyone with a favorability score of 99. How can a big-name club not count as a big-name club? -- Watching Manchester United these days makes me want to lose my mind, so I did... Don't judge me. I really do have some emotional issues. I want to write a crazy bastard! Teng is gone, but United still seems like a total disaster. I can't take it anymore, so I might as well write a period piece. (How is the turn of the millennium not a period setting?) I want to write about Ronaldo!!! Theme: Hard work brings results.