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The whistle of the referee was heard after the goal was made. Sounds of people cheering flooded Y/n's ear, after all she scored the last 3 goals with this one. Heart pounding and sweat dripping down her face, she sees her teammates happily running to her, jumping on her back and hugging, excited with the win of the team. As a captain of the female football team, winning a competition between schools meant a lot to her and the teammates. Looking at the score, 5-3 was displayed on the screen, the victory going for her school.
Congratulating the other team and thanking them for the game, Raiden's Academy High School goes back to the bus with all the female athletes. Y/n was glad of having the opportunity to compete with such a talented school team. Her coach suggests going to a steakhouse to celebrate their win, receiving yells of happiness from the other teammates. Accepting the offer, they excitedly eat and chat, enjoying the sweet taste of victory.
The walk back home was quiet. With her sports bag on her shoulder, she watched the sunset as the leaves were falling dramatically because of the cold breeze of the afternoon. The excitement of the victory was still lingering in her heart, a small smile forming on her face. Focusing back at arriving home, the cold breeze hit against her h/l h/c hair. She clutches her jacket and walks faster to get home quickly, the cold weather finally bothering her. Getting near her home, she saw an envelope on the mail box, picking it up she reads the name of the letter’s recipient, ‘Ryu L/n’. “Hmph...” She groans, going straight off to the door, unlocking it. “Ryu! There’s a letter for you!!” The girl screamed while passing through the door, letting her sports bag slide down her shoulder. Locking the door behind her, Y/n is now face to face with her brother who was standing on one leg — the one he’d broken during last week’s football game — with his crutches tucked under his arm, a smirk on his face. “Well look who the cat dragged in. How was the game?” Handing him the envelope she walks past him, flopping onto the sofa, a big smile displayed on her face. “We won by 5 to 3, I scored the majority though.” Saying full of herself. “Oh, shut up.” Her brother scoffs, hobbling towards the sofa, sitting beside his sister. As he carefully tears open the envelope, Y/n observes quietly, seeing the surprise on her brother’s face. “I’ve been chosen by the japan football association...” He says, not expecting such an invitation. A lot of thoughts going on his head as he finishes reading the letter. “How will you go with your leg fucked up thought? You can’t miss this opportunity Ryu.” The girl looks at her brother with a worried face, knowing he also had a passion with football and imagining him playing in the nationals made her heart race. “Well, I can’t go like this... but you can.” Ryu says with a small smirk, looking at Y/n, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to join the JFA with his leg broken. The girl scrunched up her face, confused. “Isn’t that like an all BOYS organization or something? How the hell would I go there? Also, it’s your invite, I can’t accept something like this.” She retorts not accepting that her brother couldn’t go. “It may be only for boys, but nothing stops us from making you look like one. I can’t go like this, so you need to take this opportunity for me and get on the big screen. This will be a chance for recognition. You can’t let that slip now. You have talent to go there too, they don’t need to know that you aren’t actually ‘Ryu’.” Ryu said with a mischievous grin, putting his arm behind the sofa. “Are you sure this is a good idea Ryu? What if I get caught? It’s also not honest of us- ““Girl stop being a bitch and let’s do it.”
“MY HAIR-!” A cry could be heard from the bathroom. Inside, both siblings found themselves in a difficult predicament: cutting Y/n’s hair. “Shut up and trust the process... It’ll grow back anyway.” Ryu said rolling his eyes while trying to do a male haircut on Y/n’s hair that he saw on Pinterest. Sat in a chair, his hands were unsure, the scissors opening and closing at random while Y/n was cross-legged on the floor, praying that she wouldn’t be ugly. After more or less than an hour, Ryu finishes the girl’s hair, letting her see the final results. “Wow it’s actually not that bad! If anything, you can be a hairdresser.” Her brother scoffs, looking in the mirror, her h/l h/c hair was now short, giving her a more masculine look. “I would be hot as a boy not gonna lie, that’s why I was born a girl perhaps...” Flexing her new look. “Yeah perhaps, c’mon now we need clothes and something to hide your girl balls.” Ryu says, getting up from the chair and grabbing his crutches that rested near the wall. The short walk to the boy’s room was quiet, arriving there, Y/n launches herself in Ryu’s bed, waiting for him to choose some clothes. “If this goes wrong and you chopped my hair for nothing I’ll break your other leg.” The girl says, propping herself on her elbows. On the other side of the room, the boy is looking for large clothes that will be a little loose to his sister. “Can you stop being negative for like 10 seconds?” The boy groans annoyed, throws a bunch of clothes like sweatpants and shirts at the girl’s face, including underwear’s. “EW WHY ARE YOU THROWING THIS BRUH.” Y/n cry in disgust, scrunching her face. “It’s new, I never used so stop whining. Besides, they need to believe you are really a boy.” Ryu retorts, turning his head back to his sister. Limping past her, Ryu goes straight into the bathroom, opening the cabinets and pulling some cotton gauze. “Here, use this to cover up your chest.” He throws the gauze at the girl with a huff. “That’s all you need I guess. The meeting is tomorrows morning so be ready by 7, got it? And don’t fuck it up.” He says with a smirk but a courageous tone. “Now get out.” Y/n nods thanking him, she grabs all of the clothes and get out of the room, walking to her own. A lot of thoughts go on her head, scared of being discovered but also excited for what’s about to come. The girl plops onto her bed minutes later after doing her bags, ‘We’ll see how this goes.’ her eyes closing without her consent, falling into a deep slumber.