going for goals || blue lock x reader

Chapter 2

[ Akitmitsu (Y/n) | age 15 ]

"If you keep it up, you'll be renowned for your speed even on a national level! Carry that enthusiasm to the nationals!" The reporters gleams brightly at Hyoma as I smile casually back at my own camera.

"Akimitsu-san, your creative footwork is something to be reckoned with!" The reporter compliments me as the camera faces towards me.

"Ah thank you! But I still think there is space for improvement!"I state as I wave them off.

"Kyyyaaa! Chigiriii!! ❤︎!"

"He's a genius! ❤︎!" I sweat drop as I hear the girls fawn over him.

"Yo, you done yet?" Hyoma asks. I turn around and on reflex I catch an ice cold water bottle.

"All done, was just waiting for you, you looked pretty busy there." I states as I open the water bottle, taking a few sips. Hyoma stares at me blankly.

"If you mean the girls over there, I wasn't busy or anything with them."He states. I stare at him before bursting out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Hyoma! You're so dense! But that's what makes you fun!" I wipe a tear as Hyoma stares at me with pink dusting his cheeks.

"I-I'm not d-dense!" He stutters out as he grips the towel in his hand. I pat his shoulder.

"Don't sweat it, let's change and head down to the bridge."I tell him before turning around.

Oh!

I suddenly turn back to Hyoma, running up towards him. With my hand, I cup his cheek and bring my face closer to his.

"(Y-y/n)?"He blurts. I peck the side of his cheek as he flushes a deep red, almost the same shade as his hair.

"For the water." I smile as I bring up the water. His face turns beet red.

He's so cute to tease!

*

"GO! HYOMAAA!" I yell at the top of my lungs as I bust the ball flying into mid air, halfway across the field.

"OSU!" He yells loudly as he passes me, gunning for the ball. My eyes widen as I suddenly see him fall slowly to the ground.

My legs bursted from my spot as I find myself nearing Hyoma's body in the middle of the field.

"Hyoma!" I yell as I skid across the field on my knees, stopping next to his body. I roll him over, his knee bending upwards and swollen. He groans loudly as he sits up, wincing at the pain.

"My knee...!"Hyoma grunts as he props his swollen knee up. My eyes widen as the loud ringing of whistles blare over the field. Footsteps rush over as a stretcher is brung over.

"Please, make space!" The medic tells me as they lift Hyoma up onto the stretcher.

"Hyoma!" I reach out from him, his eyes dart to me as he reaches out as well. The man grasps my wrist as he blocks me view.

"Please, you must let him go to the medical area."

*

Hyoma...!

I stop with practice as I spot him in his school uniform across the field in crutches.

"Shota! Cover!" I yell to him, he glances at before his jaw drops.

"W-wait! Aki, you can't just- HEY! WAIT! ACK!" He snaps as a ball flies into his face. I spot the Wanima brothers approach Hyoma.

"What is a guy like you, who lost all his talent and can't run for shit, even good for anymore? In the end, what matters here is whether you've got talent or not, right?" Keisuke sniggers with a demeering smirk. Hyoma looks back with an agitated stare.