in which a bored high schooler by the name of 'y/n l/n', becomes interested in the concept of 'soccer'...
❝i guess you could say im just a shadow❞ -y/n
notes:
╰ ― ➤ afab reader (but no one can really tell)
╰ ― ➤ fluff and mature themes (vulgar lang...
'just be free. connect with the ball and play to your heart's content.'
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As Y/n entered the new premise, she observed the interior with her casual expression. She furrowed her brows, looking at the ground which was flat grass before looking at the walls which were simply plain white tiles.
'What is this place?'
Suddenly, one of the tiles from the wall slid open and out came a machine. The machine shot a soccer ball towards her as she stopped it with her feet. Y/n raised a brow, staring at the ball before staring at the machine.
'Huh?'
Y/n thought before hearing a distorted sound coming from her side. She turned her head to be met with a holographic blue man. The blue man had a muscular build, a red pentagon on its face, and a chain around its neck. Y/n furrowed her brows, observing the hologram.
'What's going to happen?'
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(2nd Selection: 1st Stage)
Y/n stood at the center of the field, eyeing the blue man suspiciously before a blue area behind the blue man appeared, resembling that of a goal. On the goal, it showed 'GOAL ZONE' in the middle while the blue man standing the way a goalkeeper would. It was called the Blue Lock Man, and it would act as the goalkeeper for the first stage. Y/n furrowed her brows, continuing to observe the Blue Lock Man.
'A hologram? They want me to score a goal?'
Y/n thought in confusion before a red light was flashed on her figure. Y/n looked up before looking at the ground, noticing that it was a red circle, getting smaller and smaller.
'It's getting smaller... Oh, I see.'
Y/n widened her eyes in realisation, looking towards the goal with a stern expression. Y/n kicked the ball a few steps forward before she kicked it into the right corner of the goal, avoiding the Blue Lock Man and scoring her first point. Y/n let out a huff before another ball was sent towards her, but this time, it was faster, almost like it was trying to hit her.
Y/n furrowed her brows before jumping up and stopping the ball with her knee. She landed on the ground with the ball before staring at the goal once more. And the red circle on the ground appeared once more, acting as a sort of timer. Y/n let out a deep exhale.
'Same as before. This is a penalty area situational training. You must assess the situation fast, run into the space that's getting smaller by the second, outwit the goalkeeper, and grab a goal.'
