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L/n Y/n has always been the type to be a selfless person, always trying to be a good person. Sometimes he did had his moments where he was mean to people or to even himself.
But still truly he’s a selfless person in his heart and yet something keeps frustrating him non stop. Nagging him too much.
The fact that he’s never good at anything. He knows he needs to practice a lot in order to get good but even so it has been such a long time and yet he’s not that good at many things. Like art, music, even sports…
Still he does sometimes try anything, trying his best at those things.
When it comes to his classes he tries his best yet fails at the easiest tasks. But no one really noticed his efforts too much. However if they did noticed his efforts they would just praise him a bit and thats it.
Thats it?
He didn’t wanted only a tiny bit of praise, he needed more. Therefore he kept going trying to do better and better, at times he was too lazy or had his own personal issues so he wouldn’t be able to be at his bestest form.
And yet someone noticed him. Noticed his record of his determination.
Noticed him at one of his tryings to be good and it was football.
Y/N’s journey was far from over. He didn’t knew the fact an interesting letter came for him. From the Japan Football Union.
Opening his house door, he saw on his floor that there was a letter. His brows furrowed in annoyance as he was thinking it’s just some stupid ad letters from random people as he picked it up.
His eyes widened, reading that it’s coming from the Japan Football Union.
“HUUHHH???” he screamed as confusion and fear came to his face. Being confused about why he received such letter. Maybe it’s a scam?!? Or what if its not… What if it’s actually for him?!? Or what if it’s a prank…
He slowly went to his room as he was grabbing tightly to his letter and went onto his bed, he let out a sigh softly under his breath as he started ripping the letter open.
His eyes wandering around the text as it says “You have been selected to become a certified athlete” and with some time he read all of it.
More confusion spread to him, why the Japan Football Union? Why him? How will he get there?
Sudden worry came to him as more thoughts came to his mind.
He is not even that special.
He’s not that good at anything
Why football?
Why him…
Yet due to him panicking he ripped the letter a bit accidentally and got a paper cut on one of his fingers as he winced being annoyed once again and then he saw on the letter that it says free transportation to get to the place and a smile came to his face.
“Free transportation? Heck yeah” He thought, he just hoped this is not a scam or a prank on him…
Some days has passed since he has read that letter, he told everyone that he knows about it and was allowed to go there for some reason and so its the day where he has to get ready to get his transportation to the place. He’s looking at his finger that has a bandage due to the paper cut he got from a few days ago, he wonders if it’s just a scam this whole thing.
Its so absurd but the rain of his thoughts stopped as a car that has on the front of it written in blue.
“Japan Football Union…” Y/n whispers to himself, reading it. The car stopped in front of his house as someone gets out of it.
“Are you perhaps L/n Y/n?” the person asks with a blank face and Y/n’s face gets all red by how embarrassing this is as he nods frantically and shoves his letter from the Japan Football Union into the person’s face by mistake.
The person takes his hand away as they cough loudly trying to talk. “I am your driver for your designated place, get into the car and more things will be explained at the designated place.” the driver says as they open the door for Y/n and Y/n gets into the car as he opens his phone trying to make this moment less awkward, hoping that he’s not getting kidnapped.
Seconds and minutes and hours pass as Y/n is glued to his phone then the driver stops as they talk. “This is where your stop is”
Y/n closes his phone as he checks the outside and is surprised that it’s finally over the drive.
“Thank you…” he says smiling to the driver as the driver smiles back at him and Y/n gets out of the car. He checks his surroundings, it’s interesting this place. The car behind him drives away as he looks behind himself, wishing he would just go home already. Maybe sleep in his bed or just stay on his phone. His thoughts consuming him whole then he looks again in front of the building but his eyes scanning everywhere then he sees two boys talking to each other.
One of them having white hair with brown eyes while the other has a darker hair colour which is a dark blue and blue eyes going along with his hair. They started walking away, about to enter into the building but Y/n has started running a bit after them. The white haired boy observed first as he stopped walking and stopping the dark blue haired boy and Y/n looks at them.
His sudden bravery turned into shyness as he realised how he must have looked.
Like a total idiot perhaps.
“Hello, do you need anything?” The white haired boy talks first as the other boy still stares at Y/n, seeming to analyse a bit too much Y/n
“Sorry for interrupting you guys, I am new around here and I’ve got invited here too but I don’t know anyone and I am scared to enter alone into the place. Can I stay with you guys?” Y/n breathes heavily as he says that in one go and the white haired boy giggles.
“Of course! You seem to be a really good person. I am Ryosuke Kira and my friend next to me he’s Yoichi Isagi” He exclamais and the boy named Isagi starts talking to now.
“Nice to meet you, what’s your name?” his face turned to curiosity as Kira smiles being curious. Both boys staring at Y/n waiting for an answer.
“My name is L/n Y/n, thank you guys for being so nice” Y/n’s lips turned into a big smile as he looks at the two boys in front of him.
“Hey no need to be so formal Y/n” Kira says and Isagi looks at him being a bit surprised by that since they just met Y/n and they don’t know anything else about him. But he brushes that off easily as he nods.
Y/n laughs a bit as he covers his mouth with one of his hands, not wanting to show his laughter and then after some time he stops as he nods.
“Alright alright, I will not be too formal anymore since we became friends” his eyes shining with happiness and Kira points from behind himself.
“Now, let’s go both of you. I wonder what we will do here”
All three of the boys start walking into the building. Y/n already having excitement and fear pumped into his veins as he’s checking everything already.
Kira is first to open the door that seems to be the real entrance to the real thing.
“This seems to be the place” Kira says as his eyes look around. Y/n and Isagi both of them surprised by how many are glaring at them.
Y/n looks away a bit, being too embarrassed thinking to himself he just wished he came here earlier then to have dozens of people glare at him and his friends.
The silence between the two boys near you made you confused and you finally look back as you check some of the people around.
Theres many people that are very different, there’s one guy that has really long black hair that seems to be taken care of a lot. Y/n thinks about what shampoo he uses since it seems so healthy and shiny. Some are wearing glasses, some are not. Some have wild hair and some don’t.
Theres one that seems to be annoyed with his eyebrows furrowed, his hair being all spiky at the front and there even seems to be siblings around here as there’s two of them who have really expressive faces with some thick eyebrows.
But theres also some with non natural hair colour, there’s one who is just staring that has purple hair and having the same uniform as another guy who has a brighter white hair than Kira, playing on his phone.
“At least there’s some guys who aren’t so scared like me” Y/n thinks to himself, wishing he was a bit more relaxed just like the white haired guy playing on his phone.
Trying to check every guy out, Isagi’s talking stopped you.
“There’s a tons of guys here” Isagi steps forward a bit. “I see some guys I recognize” Kira explains and Y/n gets hit with the reality that he doesn’t know any popular football players from here.
It’s bad… He doesn’t know how good these guys truly are. He’s just an immateur who has been selected as a joke, right?…
Probably righ-
“Sennou’s star player, Okawa” who? Y/n thought, feeling a bit too intimated by the people now realising how bad the games will be. Not knowing your enemies neither your teammates strengths is bad…
He’s looking at the ground not wanting to know any of the players, it’s just too scary but his curiosity keeps peaking at him as Kira keeps talking.
“The tallest high school athlete, Ishikari” Y/n looks up as he sees a really tall guy, who’s hair stands up probably because of some hair gel and having a bit of bear on both of his sides of his face. Theres two guys by his side who are looking both shocked and surprised, sweating a bit.
Y/n already feels like those two guys combined. How is he supposed to face such players?…
Y/n is looking back at Isagi and Kira to understand who they are looking at next.
“Even Nishioka, the Messi of Aomory, is here” Nishioka seems to have his hands behind his back as he’s staring at the place, yet Y/n can’t be too chill since that guy is being called Messi already.
Terrifying….
Y/n is stepping a bit forward to take a proper look at more players.
“This is insane…” Y/n mumbles then the lights go off.
Y/n’s eyes widened, being a bit caught off guard as he hears an older man going “aaa…aaa” testing his microphone.
“Congratulations, diamonds in the rough.”
Not really for Y/n, he’s more like a rock he thinks to himself.
Haha rock…
A circle light goes on the older man as he keeps talking looking in front of him.
“You are the 301 18-and-under strikers who have been chosen according to my arbitrary and based decision-making.”
301? It doesn’t make sense. Curiosity kills the cat they say Y/n thinks as he puts his hand up and talks.
“Thats not equal, that doesn’t make any sense.Shouldn’t it be 300?” More guys everywhere has started agreeing with you as theres lots of mumbling around.
“You should had not interrupted me but for short it was supposed to be 300 but in the last minute we had found someone that seemed far too special to not be placed in Blue Lock.” the bowl cut haired man says as he stares at you intensely.
More talking was louder each time, discussing about who it was. Why they made it so unequal the number of players.It would be not fair for many teams and players
Kira steps one more step. “So who it was?” saying it loudly, people started shouting asking who is it.
The older man points at the back as he smiles widely. “L/n Y/n, you truly had destroyed this place already by making the teams be all unequal in terms of players for sure. But shouldn’t you diamonds in the rough not care if theres one more person on a team? Don’t you guys wanna be a striker? This journey will be harder now but why care?”
The discussions of the people stopped as they were already feeling some rush of excitement, already thinking of their dreams.
“Anyways, I am Ego Jinpachi, the man hired to make sure Japan wins the World Cup” Y/n sees that Isagi walked a bit more and you walked by his side.
“Did he just said what I just heard?” Y/n asked Isagi and Isagi nods surprised, thinking to himself now about what Ego has said.
“Who is he? Do you guys know him?” Kira steps forward next to Isagi, looking both at Y/n and Isagi.
“No, no clue” Isagi says as he uses his hand to show that he truly doesn’t know. Y/n agrees with him.
“Never heard of him in my life”
“Simply put” An Japanese flag is on the screen behind Ego as he continues “theres one thing that Japanese soccer needs to become the best in the world.” Putting his hands up a bit then using his left hand to put his index finger point up continuing the talk.
“The birth of a revolutionary striker.” putting his hands to his sides. The red circle from Japans flag is on him, making his talk seem more better.
Y/n’s eyes are widened, realising how serious this is. Just an immature coming here for what… Just to finally feel he’s actually doing something useful for once?Even if its temporary?
“I’ll be performing an experiment here to turn one of you 301 into the world’s best striker.” Ego walks to the right side.
“And that’s what this facility is for.” The screen changes to a pentagon shape that is called blue lock.
“Starting today, you will live here together”
The screen shows how the rooms are quickly.
“And undergo the special top training I’ve devised.” Ego keeps going with his talk as Y/n thinks about how much money Ego has spent on this whole place. By how the technology is so good and the rooms too.
“You won’t be allowed to go home” Y/n gets worried, some sweat forms on his forehead, he will definitely miss his room. His warm blanket covering him.
“And you’ll say goodbye to whatever soccer life you’ve been living up to now.” The pentagon returns on the screen.
“But I promise you this… If you manage to survive and beat out the 300 other guys here.” Everyone’s pupils are dilated and sweat is on their faces on some.
Ego has his right hand in his pocket as he has his other hand near his face. “To become the last man standing, you will be the world’s greatest striker.” his gaze is too focused on everyone.
“That is all. Nice to meet you.” he finishes up as the pentagon of Blue Lock changes different as it’s bigger, looking like a door now.
The lights open, showing the lightness again in the big room.
Everyones too surprised, theres lots of chattering around.
“There’s so much to process..” Y/n mumbles to himself then hears Kira’s voice.
“Um, excuse me…” He puts his hand up.
Everyone is now staring at Kira, being all quiet, surprisingly somehow.
“I can’t agree to the conditions you just laid out.” He’s still having his hand up as he continues.
“Each of us has a team that’s
important to us. Some us have nationals coming up.” Y/n’s ears perk up at that, just learning that theres nationals happening.
Why would they be making Blue Lock happen when nations are coming up? That’s stupid… Y/n thinks and wants to say that out loud but doesn’t interrupt Kira.
“I can’t abandon my team to participate in some nonsensical program” Kira’s voice starts to sound angrier as his hand goes down. Many people are starting to look angry. Being probably in the same situation as Kira.
Many voices start to appear as many people shout many things.
“Yeah. I’ve got nationals too.”
“Why would we suddenly start living together?”
“Who even are you?”
“We demand to speak to someone who isn’t crazy”
Y/n mumbles again
“Should had done it earlier this… But I understand maybe it took lots of time to make it happen…” he looks up at Ego as Ego has his left hand on his hair as he’s touching it thinking.
Theres lots of talking and then Ego finally speaks again.
“I see. You’re all seriously ill, then.”
that stung Y/n thinks again as he fiddles with his fingers not knowing what else to do. It’s just embarrassing to hear this whole thing. It’s like a teacher trying to discipline his students.
Ego uses both of his hands to show the way out. “Lock off. Antone who wants to leave can go.”
Many gasps happen, Y/n gasps as well being surprised by such behaviour.
“Is becoming the number one high school team in this backwards country more important to you than becoming the world’s best striker? Hm?” Ego’s eyes are asserting dominance, his pupils are all wide.
“Just thinking that the future of Japan is in your hands makes me lose hope.” Y/n nods agreeing to what Ego has said since there’s many people who don’t have common sense.
“Listen up.” Ego goes in the center now again. Pointing behind. A group of football players appearing now.
“The power of Japanese soccer organisations is first-rate. You could call it the result of Japanese thoughtfulness.”
Ego’s head is on the side a bit as he’s using his hand to make a peace sign. “But in all other respects, it is undeniably second-rate”
Y/n keeps staring at Ego directly.
“Let me ask you this. What is soccer?”
Y/n tries to think quickly but his thoughts are interrupted by Ego himself.
“Is it about eleven guys working together?”
“Valuing your ties to others?”
“Self-sacrifice?“
“Playing for your teammates?”
Y/n checks again the picture behind Ego.
“This is why the country’s soccer has remained weak.” Y/n just goes along with what Ego says, intrigued by what else is he gonna say.
“I’ll tell you the answer.”
Finally… Y/n smiles at that.
“Soccer is about scoring more goals than your opponent.” Y/n jumps a bit back, Isagi and Kira looks at him being a bit worried but they realise why he acted that way since Ego’s gaze turned scary with his eyes being too wide.
“Whoever scores the most goals is the greatest”
Yeah.. Kind of…Theres many skills that players who don’t score many goals had shown but many of the best strikers in the world had scored the most goals and also showed good skills too…
Ego points at everyone “If you want to play friendly games with your buddies, then lock off” Y/n looks behind himself, wondering if he should leave. Wondering if all of this tension and many other things wouldn’t be good for him yet he remains frozen in place as he looks back to Ego.
He wants to do something with his life… To feel he’s not wasting his life… Even if he’s gonna get kicked out, maybe it will be good to have this experience to happen to him. Y/n grins. Being one of the people who’s smiling widely.
“That’s a terrible thing to say. Take it back…” Kira’s hand has been put into a fist as Kira is holding tightly his fist. Y/n checks up on him.
“There are many athletes on the Japanese team who I respect.” Once again everyone is staring at Kira. He sure can get lots of attention.
The hand that he used to be in a fist he puts it to his chest. “We grew up watching them fight together as an eleven.”
Well yeah its football Kira…But you need to also get your best version and be a egoist…
Huh a egoist ?
“They’re super stars. You’re wrong” Kira’s confidence in his words makes Y/n admire him a bit but he looks back at Ego, excited a bit by this talk.
Ego is scratching his head “What? The Japanese team?” he looks clueless and innocent.
Ego smiles widely, showing all of his teeth. “But they’ve never won the World Cup, have they?” ugh.. the truth definitely stung many people around here.
“I’m talking about becoming the best in the world.” Kira grunts at Ego’s words.
Behind Ego, it shows a picture of a guy named Noel Noa as Ego says one of his sayings “Instead of assisting my teammates to win 1-0. It feels better to pull off a hat trick and lose 3-4”
That would feel good to put a hat trick but loosing sucks.. Y/n thinks, trying to understand what Ego is trying to say.
“They are the words of the world’s greatest striker. Noel Noa.” Y/n thinks about how Noel truly thinks, wishing he would love to ask Noel some questions.
“Who beat Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo to win the Ballon d’Or.”
Another person is now on the screen.
“Eric Cantona said I don’t care about my team. I just want to stand out.” Y/n just stares blankly, understanding Eric.
Another player shows up now. “Pete said, the world’s best. forward, midfielder,defender, and goalkeeper. Whichever you ask about, the answer is still me.”
The screen changes back to normal as Ego goes on his back. “Well? Awful, right?” his voice showing his excitement.
“But they’re all top, top players! And they are all extraordinary egoists!”
Ego goes back in the front properly “That’s what Japanese soccer lacks.” a hand of his covering his forehead as he says that more scarier.
He’s looking up properly at everyone “You can’t become the world’s best striker unless you’re the world’s biggest egoist” Y/n is surprised by how good this guy is at giving advice even tho he’s a bit a crazy.
“I want to create that kind of person here.”
What he’s saying they are probably right… Y/n thinks while someone else thinks the opposite, by his side Isagi is thinking “The things this man is saying are probably wrong.”
“Someone who will stand on 300 corpses” a shiver goes on Y/n’s spine about how silly and serious this is getting.
“A solitary hero.”
It feels like everything is gone for Y/n, he feels some kind of darkness surrounding him.
I am not fit to be the one… But I would want to try this whole Blue Lock thing. Even if I loose I can at least put it on my cv to show off… Y/n giggles to himself and tries to stop giggling since he seems a bit crazy.
“Just imagine it. You’re in the World Cup final.” Y/n’s thought stop as he hears that and tries to imagine it. Feeling goofy doing that.
“Eighty thousand people in the stands. You’re standing on the field. The score is 0-0. It’s the second hall of extra time. It’s the last play. With a pass from your teammate, you’re through the defense. It’s you against the goalkeeper.”
Y/n starts fidgeting with his fingers again, the tension being too much even if its his imagination only.
“Six metres to your right is your teammate. If you pass, you’re guaranteed to score a goal” when Y/n hears the word sentence “guaranteed to score a goal” he thinks about how he would want to score the goal himself but also he’s doubting his abilities so he would had probably give it to the teammate or maybe not?… Its so hard to think…
“In a moment when the entire nation’s hope and the championship are riding on you” Y/n imagines how everyone would be rooting, screaming, being surprised, shocked, excited and so many other feelings the audience would have.
“Only an insane egoist can take that shot without hesitation.” Y/n is trying to calm down as he breathes a bit heavily then he hears the doors opening.
Ego is fixing his glasses.
“Pass through these doors.Abandon all common sense. On the field, you’re the star.”
I had been humiliated before… I tried to help people, I tried to become good but also due to my stubbornness and laziness I didn’t achieved enough…
Y/n puts a hand to his hip trying to decide if he should or not.
Everyones frozen too.
“Nothing should bring you more joy than your own goals” when Y/n heard that he starts walking a more forward slowly some people notice him and Y/n remembers his goals when it came to sports. The joy was there, he loved it. He loved the tension. He also hated it. It was a weird dynamic.
“Live only for that moment.” The darkness is consuming Y/n more.
“Isn’t that what it means to be a striker?” Ego smiles more widely, all of his teeth are shown, he looks like a monster.
Something hit Y/n, maybe excitement?He started running towards the doors. He wouldn’t hear anything else or see anything else only seeing the doors. Isagi was running behind him.
I wanna be a striker…. Y/n thinks properly for the first time now.
Everyone’s surprised at the scene.
“Isagi-kun? Y/n-kun?” Kira says his hands about to teach Issgi, surprised at the scene not expecting any of them to do that.
Other people started running towards the doors now.
“I’ll play your dumb game, shithead!”
“Me, too!”
Screams are everywhere as Kira is left alone, being frozen in place. His eyes are wide opened.
He gets pushed and then he finally decides what to do. His expression changing to a determined one.
He starts running as well.Everyone seemed for be fighting for their lives
Ego is smiling as he laughs quietly, fixing his glasses.
“Shall we begin?”
“Nowhere in the world is the soccer more intense than it is at Blue Lock”
Y/n wouldn’t had never known about how many challenges he will face at Blue Lock….
Y/n is walking alone in the hall, wondering where’s everyone but probably they are in their rooms. He’s grabbing into his clothes more as he checks the number.
“Number 301 my ass…” He says annoyed, why did he even got picked if he’s the last person?
“So room Z… Great the last letter of the alphabet meaning it will be with the worst players” Y/n mumbles to himself angrily, already hating himself about his decision making.
He stops walking as he notices a door that says room z.
“Well there goes nothing…” He says about to open the door in front of him. But it opens by itself and now he looks like a dumbass as he puts his hand away. There’s some people looking at him. Some are not as they are too busy themself. The tension feels scary as he sees everyone’s mostly ready.
“Y/n-kun!” your eyes brighten with happiness as Kira walks closer to Y/n. “I am so grateful I have someone that I know!” smiling to Y/n and Y/n smiles back at him.
“Literally same here! I wouldn’t want to be with a group of people I don’t know !” Y/n says as he makes a dramatic face acting sad.
Then the door opens again, Y/n and Kira checks and it’s Isagi.
Thats so great!!!
“ISAGI-KUN!!” Y/n yells then realises how loud he is as he covers his mouth. Kira then is the one to talk now.
“Isagi-kun. I am so relieved I’m sharing a room with another person I know.”
Isagi gets closer to both Y/n and Kira.
“Kira-kun. I’m relieved, too.” Isagi says shyly, some sweat was on his cheek. Probably because of that intense running going to the doors opening.
When Y/n was about to speak, he gets hit by a clothing hard “AHH!!” then Y/n tries to throw it off and it accidentally hits Isagi now too.
“OUGH-“ Isagi says, Y/n and Kira look at the culprit. It was someone getting ready into the uniform of Blue Lock. His muscles showing off his build.
It makes Y/n jealous, wishing he had that kind of build.
“Oh, my bad…” The orange haired culprit says.
Isagi is holding into the culprits clothes annoyed as Y/n is admiring the guy in front of him. Kira is just looking at the scene.
“Threw my clothes too hard.” He says as he stops changing.
“Don’t worry dude, I get you” Y/n laughs freely as Isagi talks now.
“It’s totally fine. Here.” is stepping forward, a hand of his having the clothes about to give it to the culprit.
“Watch where you’re walking” Y/n’s eyes goes on the floor as he sees an guy with short hair that has a bit of yellow hair. Sucking on his thumb.
“Huh?” Isagi backs away being surprised too much.
“He’s so relatable for that, I am already so tired” Y/n yawns
The sleepy guy is mumbling some stuff.
“Het, Zico, Pass.”
“Already thinking of football. I like that.” Y/n says as the sleepy guy continues mumbling in his sleep.
“Pass the ball, Zico.” Isagi’s reaction is different than Y/n’s as he looks uncomfortable at the sleeping guy.
Isagi didn’t realised what the sleeping guy was dreaming about.
After that incident Isagi did gave the clothes back to the culprit and Y/n and Isagi started having to get ready with the clothes.
It felt a bit embarrassing for Y/n, he felt he’s the odd one out from here. Everyone has some sort of good build. He kind of does but its not that much.
“Are you Kira Ryosuke?” an unfamiliar excited voice made both Isagi and Y/n to turn around.
There’s a guy with a buzzcut holding into Kira’s hands. Kira seemed to be uncomfortable.
“So my friend is some kind of celebrity huh…” Y/n thinks not realising he said that out loud no one else bothered to actually care about what he said.
“Wow, it’s really you!” the buzzcut guy keeps holding into Kira’s hands.
“Uh, thanks…” Y/n was about to step in but then the buzzcut guy stops holding into Kira’s hands and stares at Y/n directly and Isagi
“Nice to meet you!” his hand is up.
“Nice to meet you too mann” Y/n says confidently, still a bit irritated about how the guy was a bit taking personal space from Kira before.
“Oh, nice to meet you.” Isagi says afterwards.
The buzzcut guy walks closer as he continues yapping.
“My family runs a temple, but I really don’t want to take over the family businesses.”
“That suc-“ Y/n wanted to say but the guy keeps talking more as his hands go up.
“So when I heard all that earlier. I wouldn’t stop shaking.” The guy then does his hand into a fist as his left hand is on his hip.
“I felt like this is my chance to change my life.” Y/n stays quiet now noticing the guy’s number.
300… So he’s the second lowest…
That sucks, Y/n thinks to himself. For him and himself.
A screen opens, the face of Ego is shown.
“Have you finished changing, diamonds in the rough?”
Everyone stops talking as some are looking at the screen gasping, everyone is looking presentable except for one…
Y/n checks up on him again, he’s still sleeping. He finds it a bit cute but he shouldn’t be sleeping right now but he doesn’t dare to wake up the sleeping guy as his gaze turns back to the screen.
“Hello, there.”
“The guys you’re sharing your rooms with are both your roommates and rivals who will help you improve.”
Y/n looks on the ground already hating that, everyone here seems to be pretty good in shape and some in height.
Everyone gasps at what Ego said.
“Your abilities have been quantified and ranked by me, according to my arbitrary and biased decision-making.” Y/n checks his arm again staring at the 301.
All of these guys in this room are better than me….
“That’s what the numbers on your uniforms represent. You can tell at a glance what your rank out of 301 is.” Annoyance spread through Y/n’s body.
I am done for my life…. Y/n thought.
“Your rank can change based on the results of your training or matches.”
“And the top five players will unconditionally get to play…” *The screen shows five people, ranked the numbers 1 to 5.
“In the tourment being held six months from now.”
Thats such a long time, Y/n grunts kicking the air.
“They’ll be registered as forwards for the U-20 World Cup” many more people gasps at the mention of the U-20 World Cup.
Y/n remains the same, just worry filling him.
“Additionally, anyone who loses at Blue Lock will never get to play for Japan.” Y/n’s eyes widened at that phrase, surprised by how insane this whole thing is truly.
Many people’s dreams can be shattered in one go, he thinks to himself as he crosses his arms.
“What you need to gain here is ego.”
Great again something about ego… Of course, the guy who’s doing this whole Blue Lock thing, his name is Ego. No wonder.
“I’ll be taking you now to measure that.”
He says loudly.
“So it’s time to play tag.” he says it quieter, making the tension to increase in the room.
“You have 136 seconds.”
A bit of the ceiling opens up, a ball gets dropped.
“crazy technology already huh” Y/n says, some people stare at him then disregard him.
“Whoever’s struck by the ball is it“
The football bounces, “Whoever’s it the moment the time runs out will be locked off”
This is scary as the first test or whatever. We just started…
“Also, no using your hands.” Ego points at his right hand saying the most obvious thing ever.
The screen changes, it’s Y/n’s profile picture. Saying Blue Lock ranking 301. and showing the time with the Blue Lock place.
Y/n’s heart throbs.
Of course, they chose him since he’s the lowest….
“Fucking hell…” Y/n whispers and he hears a guy with sharp teeth saying “What? This isn’t soccer”
“This is just a test….” Y/n says out loud.
“To test how good we are at shooting obviously! The real game didn’t started. They wanna see the weakest of the weakest first of all..” Y/n is feeling overwhelmed, giggling to himself. Sweat already forming on his forehead.
Y/n goes to the football slowly.
“Lets do it all of you. Lets have no hard feelings. I will certainly not…” Y/n announces to everyone as he looks at everyone properly.
Some aren’t believing this and some are surprised by his attitude.
“Hey, watt. You actually believe what he said?” an short guy asks Y/n.
“No shit dude, everything he said must be real…” Y/n stops smiling as he stares at guy far away from him.
Another one starts to talk. Its the buzz cut guy. “What if he was for real?” he asks worried.
“I am doing this because I don’t wanna feel like a failure already… At least I wanna leave another time not for the first test…” Y/n says glaring at both guys.
Everyone is checking Y/N’s movements precisely. Not wanting their dreams to be already over.
“Whoever looses here will never be able to play for Japan…” Y/n repeats that “I know many of you want to play for Japan, I don’t know my dreams but I am sorry for what I will” Y/n smiles looking crazy.
“Why is there such a person here?” someone says but Y/n doesn’t know who it was.
The time keeps decreasing as Y/n starts moving with the football towards anyone.
Y/n is not thinking properly as his eyes see Isagi.
“Sorry Isagi but this adrenaline is killing me… Lets see how good you are…” with that he tries to hit Isagi with the football but misses him and he grunts in frustration.
Isagi goes to Kira.
“This is ridiculous…” Kira announces to Isagi.
“I’m here so I can prove him wrong.” Kira tells Isagi as Y/n keeps trying to hit people, everyones far too fast for him…
“DON’T SCREW WITH ME!!!” the guy with sharp teeth screams at Y/n.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP” Y/n says getting closer to the guy.
“This is definitely wrong…” Kira continues the conversation with Isagi, sweat forms on his cheek. Isagi is looking at him. Both of them surprised by the sudden change of Y/n’s personality.
“I won’t let Y/n ruin my future…” Kira’s gaze turns into an angry one as he stares at the scene in front of him.
“FUCK’S SAKE, I AM NOT ABLE TO HIT ANYONE” Y/n is grabbing into his chest, hating what he had become.
He hates how bad he looks, how insane. How much he’s gonna get humiliated by his friends. By anyone if he get’s out so quickly…
He sees his football going closer to the sleeping guy.
Wait he’s still sleeping? Y/n breathes heavily.
The buzzcut tells Y/n “HE’S STILL ASLEEP. HIT HIM!!” Y/n gets closer to the sleeping guy.
“I wanna play fair.” Y/n tells honestly as he looks into the buzzcuts eyes as Y/n gets close to the sleeping guy.
“Hey, please wake up sleepy. The game started-“ The sleeping guy gets on both of his hands using one of his legs to hit Y/n’s face as Y/n grunts from the pain.
Isagi gets spooked by how fast that was and how he didn’t expected that to happen.
Y/n backs away as he breathes heavily, holding into his nose.
“Fuck…” he puts his hand away as he notices some blood on it.
The buzzcut yells “HEY! THATS A FOUL!”
Y/n is more annoyed at the buzzcut now since Ego never specified any rules. He looks at him again.
The sleeping guy yawns, rubbing one of his eyes.
“He just said no hands thats it dude-“
Y/n says annoyed trying to act properly, the sleepy guy then nods.
“Only handballs are against the rules, right? Morning.” He says as he opens his eyes.
Y/n is a bit annoyed at the two guys but he smirks at the guy who just hit him since he actually knows how to play with the rules.
He’s about to say something to him but then the culprit from before he puts his hand on the sleepy guy. The sleepy guy looks behind as the orange haired guy talks.
“Hey. I’m not a fan of dirty play. Play fair.”
Seems that he will be the mother of this team huh?
“Mr.Strat-Laced, huh?” before the orange haired guy is about to say something else. Y/n hits him in the face.
“THATS FOR THROWING YOUR DIRTY CLOTHES ON ME!” Y/n giggles then realises his mistake as he turns to his shy self.
“Haha sorry… that’s not a fair play..” He rubs his head.
Theres silence as the people around Y/n are surprised.
The screen changes to the orange haired guys profile. Y/n checks quickly.
“Kunigami? Nice to meet you.” He says as he looks at Kunigami.
Kunigami’s veins are popping out of his face now. His nice personality turning into a mean one.
“You sure can be persistent, bastard?!?” he says as he starts shooting angrily at Y/n “I WILL DESTROY YOU!!” then Y/n goes to his left getting the most closest person as he mumbles.
“You will improve Isagi.” He says giggling holding into Isagi tightly hoping Isagi is not too strong for him.
“HEY-“ Isagi is about to continue but he gets hit harshly in the stomach.
“phew thats not me BUT WHAT THE HELL THATS SO HARD??” Y/n panicks as Isagi spits out some spit from the harsh blow and gets sent to the floor.
“I need to stop being like this…” Y/n says loudly to himself, thinking he’s thinking to himself but he’s not as Isagi is trying to breathe.
“ISAGI-KUN!” Kira shouts, Kunigami turning back to his normal self realising he just hit the wrong person.
“Oh, sorry. Wrong person..”
The screen turns to Isagi’s profile now.
Isagi is trying to breathe as he spits out some more spit. Y/n already regretting what he has done to his poor friend.
He just hopes Isagi will forgive him for that.
He stands up being a bit woobly.
There’s still some drool on his face as he tries effortlessly to hit people. But people dodge him.
Everyone’s too athletic. Isagi thinks for some seconds and starts chasing Y/n.
“I SAID I WILL HELP YOU IMPROVE!!! YOU’RE GOING FOR THE WEAKEST!!” Y/n shouts as he tries to run around.
Isagi didn’t seemed to hear Y/n, as he just keeps thinking non stop. Wondering if his soccer career is over now.
Y/n hears some grunts from the culprit then stops and Isagi keeps running but then he stops as well as he hears the sleepy guy.
“Here’s your chance!” saying it really happily while the other keeps saying stuff like “YOU LITTLE SHIT! GET OFF ME!!”
Y/n stops as he sighs. “Fuck I am sorry it’s my fault.. I should had been playing fair…”
The buzzcut however says, “GET HIM, OVER THERE!”
“I SAID PLAY FAIR!” the culprit says as he’s trying to make the not so sleepy guy stop holding into him as he finally gets him and throws him on the ground.
Y/n shrieks forgetting about how strong the culprit seems to be.
The guy who wasn’t playing fair gets dropped on the buzzcut guy as he smiles happily while the buzzcut gets hurt by his weight.
“This sure is like an animal fight” Y/n smiles.
“GET OFF ME!” the buzzcut gets up making the other guy get off.
The buzzcut is trying to stand up. “Oh, shit. Wait, timeout…”
Y/n looks at him annoyed. “There is no timeout dude…” and he glares at Isagi as he’s frozen.
Everyones looking at the scene.
No one else is talking then someone’s voice interrupts Isagi.
“ISAGI-KUN, HIT HIM! BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE”
Y/n scoffs at that
“ISAGI I TOLD YOU THAT I WILL HELP YOU IMPROVE! PLAY FUCKING FAIR AND PICK SOMEONE STRONGER!!” shouting angrily at him.
Isagi seems to not had heard at what anyone said, just lost in his thoughts as he gets closer to the injured buzzcut guy.
“Hey, wait. Stay back. Stay away from me…”
Blood is dripping from his nose, his face is too injured.
“I don’t want this to end here” He shrieks
“That’s a tough choice Isagi” Y/n rolls his eyes, knowing that if he was in Isagi’s place he would hate to be the person getting someone out of Blue Lock already.
Isagi is still lost in his thoughts, he puts his foot on the football. Ready to shoot at the terrified guy as he tries to protect himself.
But stops, the terrified guy is waiting for the impact but it’s not happening. “Heh?”
Isagi is sweating a lot.
“That’s not right… If I don’t change, I’ll still be the same person.”
Everyone is staring at Isagi in silence but then Y/n shouts.
“I HAD BEEN SAYING SUCH THINGS BEFORE ISAGI-KUN!!!”
Isagi ignores Y/n as he keeps going.
“I came here to change my life. I came here to become the best in the world.”
Isagi turns around as he starts going to the guy who has tried to help him, the sleepy one.
“I like you” He says pointing at Isagi.
The guy smiles at him. “You’re right. If you’re gonna beat someone… It should be the strongest one here!” he runs towards the ball to get it as Y/n yelps at how insane number 290 is.
The screen goes to number 290, his name being Bachira Meguru
“Bachira huh?” Y/n is breathing heavily as he cleans some of his sweat.
Bachira started to run towards Kira as he smiles. “Me?” Kira says shockingly.
Bachira hits the football but it doesn’t hit Kira since he jumps really high then goes on the ground as Bachira jumps trying to hit Kira in the face but Kira goes lower so he doesn’t get hit.
Y/n is watching all of this frozen in place, the whole thing seems to be like an action movie.
He loves that but also Kira is his friend… He has too many emotions, overwhelming him.
Y/n checks the time, 6 seconds…
A lot can happen in 6 seconds.
Kira keeps trying to run away as Bachira saw the ball up in front of him. As he hits it towards Isagi. Kira is looking up at the ball smiling thinking he will not be out.
Isagi sees the ball and Kira realises how bad this will end…
“The strongest guy…” Isagi mumbles and Bachira says “BOOM!” excited by how Isagi was just in the right place.
Isagi shots hard enough in order to hit Kira in the face as Kira drops on the ground. Y/n feels a bit of regret but is happy for Isagi for improving.
And as Y/n thought, a lot can happen in 6 seconds as the time stopped now.
Isagi is looking at Kira, sweating and Y/n is staring being frozen. Kira is looking at Isagi then at Y/n. Thinking how crazy they are.
BLUE LOCK ADDITIONAL TIME!
#1: Y/n’s terrors and clumsiness
Since from getting a paper cut from the letter that he has received, Y/n tried to be more careful of his surroundings. Even when he gets out of his house or even in his own house.
When he decided to finally get some fresh air in his lungs, getting out of his house. He opened his house door, being all grateful.
Breathing deeply into the air.
“NOTHING WILL EVER HURT ME” Y/n screams not caring if anyone hears him but then a basketball hits him in the face hard as some blood from his nose drops on the ground.
“I-I shouldn’t have gotten out…”
He says about to close the door then a kid comes up apologising to him and Y/n says its fine as he gives the poor kid his basketball back.
In the back of his mind, Y/n is grateful he didn’t got a letter from the Japan Basketball Union instead.
He sighs as he goes back in his house then goes to his room and him being tired and hurt he tries to hop on his bed but inevitably misses as he drops on the ground.
“Its still something…” He mumbles being too tired and hurt as his weak state prevents him from getting up and he starts going to sleep.