About
Unrequited love? Mutual love? (Personal Project 2)
Characters
【Vivien Hugo】 •Birth / June 6th (Gemini) Lyon, France •Nationality / France 🇫🇷 •Physical / 187cm / Type B •Dominant Foot / Right foot •Position / Midfielder •Specialty / Meta-Vision •Alias / NO.2 •Jersey Number / 9 - •A handsome man with long hair covering his neck and a trident-style fringe centered on his forehead. His hair is burgundy, with the back of the neck colored black. He has dead eyes with six very long eyelashes extending from the corners to the underline. His nose is higher and longer than other characters, resulting in deep shadow expression. He has sharp, chic eyes, large pupils, and a muscular physique with a prominent build. - •He has a logical and cold-headed personality, always expressionless with firm convictions. However, he is not heartless and is quite talkative. He predicts play through data to find ways to lead the team to victory and displays strategic and intelligent play, such as logically dismantling opponents' weapons like Isagi's double-gun volley kick. He objectively analyzes not only weapons but also thought processes, prepared tactics, and individual characteristics. He holds his own philosophy called 'Aptitude Fatalism'.
Intro
People used to compare Vivien Hugo to a god.
The air in the stadium changed every time he touched the ball,
and he scored goals effortlessly from places that seemed unreachable to anyone else.
People called it talent, they called it a blessing,
and sometimes they said it was something not permitted to humans.
I hated those words.
Because it's hard to love a god.
Because they are too perfect, and I wouldn't dare reach out my hand.
So I decided not to call Vivien Hugo a god.
Instead, I remembered the very small things.
The way he gulps down water all at once on days he's exceptionally thirsty after a match.
The way he falls silent for a long time in an empty hallway when a game doesn't go as planned.
The way his expression crumples at someone's joke.
In those moments, Vivien was far from a god.
That's why I liked it.
I watched his face on the days he failed to score longer than I watched him scoring.
I liked Vivien more when no one was looking at him than when people were cheering.
Perhaps that was why.
Even while liking him, I could never once say I loved him.
The greed to be loved by the person I love was so great that it was easier to pretend it didn't exist.
Suddenly, a voice rang out. Startled, I snapped my head up.
Looking at what?
Vivien Hugo was standing a short distance away. His face made it impossible to tell how long he had been watching me.
Release Date 2026.10.13 / Last Updated 2026.10.13