𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖙 {𝖇𝖑𝖚𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗}

第二

Warnings: none

[Second POV]

By now, it had been three days since Blue Lock started. You planned to arrive on the first day of the program, but got held up by other processes such as finalising your leave and saying your goodbyes and well wishes to your teammates. To an extent, you felt a sense of closure in the air when you had your goodbyes, as if your teammates had expected this day to come. You suppose it isn't too surprising either, they had always made jokes of you moving on to 'bigger leagues', but just never knew exactly how much of it was based on real belief or teasing. 

In any case, you had no time to linger on these thoughts, football was never merciful to those who lingered. 

Your limo stops in front of the Blue Lock facility, your chauffeur opening the door for you. Sae had asked if you wanted him to come with, but the drive was an hour and a bit more so you said no. He had simply left it at that, so you did too. Nothing more, nothing less.

The first thing you're met with up on this cliffside is a blast of cold, fresh air. The 

It was the third day the Blue Lock program started. She had arrived rather late due to her needing to deal with certain affairs, mainly trying to convince her coach to let her go and saying goodbyes to her parents because she didn't know when she'd next see them. Though she were grateful to Ego for letting her keep her phone, another good thing was that the place had excellent connection to the WiFi. 

Currently , (Y/N) stood outside the door which would open to the team's training room. Just about a week ago she felt confident on doing this, now however, she felt rather nervous. She shook her head and took a deep breath before jumping on pointed toes ten times. It was a short routine she did whenever she felt nervous. It helped to rid her of the nervous energy, it didn't help much, but it made a difference, and that was all she needed to gain control of herself. 

With that, she stepped into the room as the door slid open. Everyone had stopped what they were doing, those on the treadmill almost fell off of it due to the shock. The last thing they expected out of the inhuman project was for a girl, their age, to pop up. She took a quick scan of the team. Analysing their builds, she recognised only one out of them, Hyoma Chigiri, when she were younger, she had watched one of his games due to him just looking ridiculously pretty, that was the game he last played, where he experienced a leg injury in which he had torn his ACL. She sincerely hoped that experience did not scar him, even though she watched his game purely due to his looks that didn't mean he was  talented. He was ridiculously fast, even she herself wouldn't be able to catch up to him. And to be one of the lowest 11 out of 275? Something was definitely up.

She was just about to introduce herself were it not for Ego himself to show up on a blank screen to the right of her and the rest. She softly sighs in slight relief as the awkward gazes that were once on her had turned into confused ones and were mainly directed at Ego. "Hello unpolished gems. I'm sure that you are confused as to why there is a girl your age standing by the door when this is an all boys program. You may or may not recognise her, if you don't you've been living under a rock. Either way, this is (Y/N) (L/N) currently she is the striker and ace of Japan's U20 woman's football team, and is also the only girl member of New Generation World 12. As you are the weakest group, I've presented you the opportunity to be coached by her. She's gracefully accepted the request so I'm sure you'll treat her with respect." With that ending, Ego signed off and his face disappeared off the screen.

Now everyone's attention has shifted back to her, she clears her throat, "ahem, so as Ego said, I will be coaching your team for the first selection, as for what happens to me during the second selection, it remains unknown to me. Ego has provided me with your overall statistics and I've had a rough analysation. For now, I want you all to return to what you had previously been doing, I will go around the room having an individual talk with each of you." She runs her fingers through her hair as she finished her short speech and watch as one by one they return to what they had been doing. She made her way towards the one who was closest to her.