The start of IT!

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Autor pov.

You were standing infront of a building with the words Japan Football Union written on a sign on the gate. You looked at the little map that was attached to the letter your Brother had originaly gotten.

Y/n pov.

Slowly I started walking inside following the map on which if i may say weren't any details. Finally i arrived infront of a door and opened it. A few sweat droplets started started tickling down my neck at the sight inside.

'Why are there so many guys here' I thought looking around and entering the room. I placed myself near a corner were weren't many people and looked a bit more concentrated at all the faces.

'Okawa, Nishioka, Ishikari... There are so many famous guys here, insane that people like them even had time to come here' I thought with a sweatdrop.

The door opened again and again, i must have been here for about 20 minutes now and even more people, even more guys entered in an distance from 3 minutes almost always in groups of two or alone.

Autor pov.

One pair cought your eye though one of them being a bit taller than you maybe by about 4 - 5 centimeters, with attractive purplish eyes and purple hair. The other being around 6'1, with white hair and grey tired eyes.

They or morely the purple head seemed to have noticed you staring 'cause he turned your way and locked eyes with you, e/c clashing with magnificent purple.

Your cheeks flush a bit and you quickly turn your head away from his view. He chuckles lightly and walks over to you, his tired looking friend following him like a puppy it's mother. The violet haired male tapped your shoulder and you looked at him.

"Hello im Mikage Reo and that" He said pointing to his friend "is Nagi Seishiro.
Pleasure to meet you." "Hi" the Boy named Nagi said with a small wave.

"H-hello my name is Y- Haru, L/n Haru. Also pleased to meet you" You said after nearly exposing yourself with a closed eye smile and sweat dripping down your cheek.

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After what felt like hours the lights went out and the stage infront was standing in the spotlight. On top of the stage walked a tall lanky man with a Bob cut, glasses and a strangely long neck.

"Test, test, test" said the man and continued "HELLO, DIAMONDS IN THE ROUGH.THE U-18 STRIKERS PRESENT HERE WERE SELECTED BASED ON MY PERSONAL, SUBJECTIVE ASSESSMENT.
ALL 300 OF YOU." He said his voice booming through the room.

"I AM JINPACHI EGO.

MY TASK IS TO CREATE A TEAM FOR JAPAN THAT CAN BECOME THE WORLD CHAMPION.
I'LL SAY IT CLEARLY.
TO BECOME THE WORLD'S NUMBER ONE, JAPANESE FOOTBALL NEEDS ONLY ONE THING..."

"THE BIRTH OF A REVOLUTIONARY STRIKER.

I WILL TRY TO CREATE THE BEST STRIKER IN THE WORLD FROM THE 300 PLAYERS PRESENT HERE."

"LOOK HERE, WE BUILT THIS PLACE FOR THIS PURPOSE."

"BLUE LOCK."

"THERE YOU WILL LIVE TOGETHER FROM TODAY ONWARDS

... AND YOU WILL SUBJECT TO A TOP TRAINING SPECIALLY DESIGNED BY ME.
YOU CAN'T GO HOME
AND SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR PREVIOUS SOCCER LIVE"

"BUT I ASSURE YOU... WHO SURVIVES BLUE LOCK AND PUSHES THE OTHER 299 PLAYERS OUT....

WILL BECOME THE BEST STRIKER!"

You pretty much zooned out the rest of the talking and only wanted to get to play already.

Then finally a huge gate opened on the back of the stage and that Ego guy said something else about being a striker but one guy with deep blue hair already rushed forward.

You just waited there with the other two a bit until they also started walking towards the gate, you followed quietly but fast enough to walk besides them.


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Y/n pov.

'After a busride that felt like forever we finally arrived at a huge building in the Form of a pentagon (i think?).
We were let inside but we had to give our Phones, Laptops, Tablets and even our headphones to a small lady with reddish hair, she had quite the pretty big eyes but she probably doesn't have it easy with such a chest.' I thought sweatdropping.

We were also given clothes for training and slepping, with it coming a toothbrush and toothpaste.
She told me to go to the room that was written on our clothes shoulder.

"Team V ... Alright." I mutter and start walking to a bathroom to change because I am sure I would have to change infront of my new 'teammates' which i surely wouldn't like too much.

'shit.'

  '...'

'this stupid tracksuit is way too tight around my chest. I mean i dont have a huge one but still there is this little bulg in my that area'

'I cant make the binder any more tighter or i could barely breath'

'Damit!'

'Maybe they dont notice i mean it's not that big'

'Ugh i dont have any other chance i have to go now or i'll BE late'

Autor pov.

You were now standing infront of your destination and about to open the door when you felt a shadow loom over you from befind.

You shudder and turn around only to look into a muskular chest. You slowly look upwards only to meet a pair of grey eyes staring down at your pair of e/c eyes.

"Hi."

"H-Hi?"

You are honestly happy it only was Nagi. I dont think an sozial akward human beeing like you would have been able to do anything in that situation.

You both entered the room to be meet with 10 other people one of them beeing a really familiar violet head.

"Hey Reo im back and brought someone with me" the lazy male said laying his hand on your head.

'fluffy' Nagi thought ruffling your Hair a bit. You sweatdrop at his action but let him do it either way. You lift your hand and give Reo a small wave.
He smiles at you.

"HELLO THERE DIAMONDS IN THE ROUGH, IT SEEMS THAT EVERYONE IS HERE. SO LETS PLAY A GAME OF TAG NOW" The Bobcut said His face showing on a big screen.

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'tag....what?' you deadpan



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