𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐫

two

Two days later, Y/n found herself in front of a building. There was no one else outside, and there was no one else when she walked in.

She had stood at the entrance of the building, thinking that she may have gotten scammed until she heard a voice say, "I'm sorry!" Which was followed with a bunch of heaving breaths.

"Y/n L/n, better known as Turbo Flash, right?" The person who had yelled out to her was a woman with brown hair.

"Uhm.. Yes?" She had answered with uncertainty. She didn't know if the woman was trustworthy.

"Right, my name is Anri. You're here to talk about Blue Lock, right? Not to turn us down or anything?" Anri asked Y/n with eyes that begged her to say no to the second question.

Y/n nodded her head, all the while saying, "Yeah, I'm here about blue lock."

Anri smiled, "That's great to hear!"
She, Y/n, didn't know how to respond. "Um yay?" Y/n let out a small, awkward smile.

"Alright, I'll get to the point. You're not allowed to enter Blue Lock." Anri held her hands closed carefully, watching how Y/n reacted. Y/n reacted with a displeased face, of course, "Not as a girl, at least." Anri continued making Y/n look even more confused.

Y/n looked dead at Anri's eyes and asked, "What are you tryna say?"

In which Anri responded with a kind smile, "You're going to go undercover if you proceed to go to the program." Anri read the confusion on the certain (h/c)-haired girl.

"I was assigned to pick three-hundred boys to be a candidate to be one of the best forwards. But seeing how you played and how that man forbid you from playing, I knew I had to do something." She took a breath in, "I'm not saying it was pity or anything, I'm saying that something inside of me told me you were the one."

Y/n let a small smile out as Anri continued, "If you do decide to accept, you'll have to share the girls washroom with me." Anri stuck her hand out, "What do you say, Turbo Flash? Are you willing to leave your racing behind to follow the flow of the field?"

Y/n heart beated, not only because of the pretty woman but because of her words. They touched Y/n deep in her heart, so with determination, right there and then, she had told Anri that she would participate.

With glee, Anri had told Y/n she should prepare her disguise and come back the same time tomorrow.

Striding out the building, Y/n went straight to the closest convince store and bought scissors. She didn't care if it was kitchen scissors. As long as it was sharp, it'd do.

Running all the way back home, Y/n found herself infront of the mirror thinking what the fuck has she done to her beautiful hair.

She has completely butchered her hair. Y/n had insane regrets and had almost zero hope of saving her hair. That was until she called over her sister.

"Yes? Did you call for me?" Mikoto, her sister, peeked through the door. (Yes, I didn't think of a name for her till now)

As soon as she saw what Y/n had done to her own hair, Mikoto bursted out laughing.

"No way! You're actua– bwahahahah!" If anyone walked in, they would've seen Y/n's deadpanned face with Mikoto's teary-eyed one.

"Stop laughing. Mikoto, it's not funny. Help me fix it." Y/n turned her head away from the mirror to face her sister with ashamed eyes.

"You're lucky I love you, big sis." Mikoto genuinely says with a gigantic smile.

As Y/n requested, Mikoto had helped fix her hair to look better, she had given her a cut called "Jellyfish Hair". It looked so good that Y/n actually stared at herself for a good five minutes.

The way Y/n's new bangs framed her face just seemed perfect, although it was tough to recognize her as a boy it seemed a lot more confusing to call her a girl. She was the perfect androgynous mix.

Both the L/n's sat in silence, looking at Y/n's hair, "What's up with the sudden haircut?" The youngest of the two spoke. Being the truthful girl she was raised to be, Y/n told her about the program.

To say that Mikoto was excited was an understatement. She was so happy that no words could even describe how she felt for her older sister.

Then she suddenly stopped her celebration, "What about your boobs?" Mikoto asked out of the blue.

Caught of gaurd, Y/n started choking on her saliva. "Well, I'm naturally flat-chested.. I don't really think I need anything but some bandages or nude tape to cover me." She answered with a tone of embarrassment.

"Well? Did you buy any one of those?" Mikoto shot another question.

Y/n was done with all her questions, so she dismissed, more like kicked out, the young girl and left her to her room.

Mikoto did remind her to buy some bandages since no convience store would sell such a thing as nude tape. With the courage from her new look, Y/n had left her house for the second time that day to buy some long ass bandages and snacks.

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"Jellyfish hair"