Ego - Catchup!

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A/N: GOOD LORD HI IM SO SORRY HERE'S SOME CONTENT -

>First Encounter

You took a sip of your drink, sitting at the short table by the cafe door, people crowding around the small shop, i suppose around this time is rush hour, after all.

"This is fine! Perfectly normal, nothing to see here...." you typed away gibberish on your notes app to seem busy, and hope that no one would talk to you. Specifically the weird man standing in the corner, who's been staring at you for the past 4 minutes. You're not even sure if he's blinked...

"I should really get outta here... is he STILL staring at me???? Alright im out-" you thought to yourself, and got ready to leave. But not before Mr. Mysterious-Man sat down across the table.

"Hello." he stared right into your eyes. You levitated above your seat, half-way through standing up

"Hi...?" you smiled awkwardly, sitting back down as if it wasn't a choice. He looked like he'd kill you if he did. And that bowl cut wasn't helping-

"Do I know you?" you asked, quickly examining the man

"No. This is our first interaction. It's nice to meet you, [Y/N] [L/N]." the man smiled, showing off his eerily straight teeth and pitch black eyes, extending a hand.

A shiver went down your spine at the sight, but you shook his hand anyway. "Haha... how do you know my name? Mr...?"

"Jinpachi." he stated, his eyes never once leaving yours "Ego Jinpachi. I'm the director of Project Blue Lock. And you are the renowned [Y/N], correct? You were the pride and joy of Japan's soccer at your peak, then you disappeared and your contracts were terminated. It's been a while since anyone has seen you."

It was creepy. How much did this man know about you??

"Yea... something like that" you muttered, sipping your drink again

"I'm a big fan." he stated, (which you did not believe at all) "I have your ' Birthday Special ! Plushie '."

"Oh!" that caught you off guard-...

Ego slid you a business card, "You should work alongside me on Project Blue Lock. I assure you, there are many benefits." he stood up and bowed, "Please send an email if you're interested."

And with that, the man left the cafe. Leaving you at your little coffee table alone.

There were still many people around, the whole interaction only lasted max 6 minutes anyway, but those were easily the most interesting 6 minutes since you ended your career.

You stood up and took the business card, flipping it around in your hands

"Project Blue Lock / Blue Lock: Project Word-Champion [Blue Lock: PWC] / Blue Lock TV [BLTV] "

That many projects? Surely working on those would bring good money, right? You wondered how long your savings could support you before you would eventually need a job again...

" bluelock-pwc-tv-office@hotmail.com "

" ego.jin331@hotmail.com "

He had crossed out the official business email, and written his own/personal one instead...

You pocketed the card, picked up your drink and went on your way. But maybe, just maybe you'll send him an email. It didn't sound like a terrible idea anyway....


>Second Encounters

You stepped through the automated double doors, blue pentagons decorating the room

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