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Y/N pov ;
As I walked inside the room, all the screaming stopped. I looked around myself. All the guys looked my way, stopping whatever they were doing.
It felt a little awkward, all of them just staring at me in complete silence. I felt like burying myself 6 feet under at that moment. Luckily, I was saved by Ego.
- 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐘/𝐍 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐢'𝐦 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝.
I let out a sigh of relief. At least i didn't had to be so worried about all of them staring at me. It reminded me of that damn school football team. Gosh, never again.
- 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐞? 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐙, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐰𝐢𝐚.
Just then, the door to the room opened. A brown haired girl walked inside the room. Her hair was slightly damp, a towel draped over her shoulder.
She was holding a pair of black glasses in her one hand. The girl was wearing a pair of loose dark gray swaetpants and a tight black t-shirt.
- Yo. I just went to take a quick shower.
She casually said, putting on her glasses before walking past everyone and sat down down on a chair, drying her hair with the towel.
- 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐙 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.
With that, the TV screen went black. I looked around the room once again. There were things scattered around the floor.
Towels, water bottles, headbands and other stuff. I let out a small chuckle before getting myself to start the conversation.
- Okay...I think it's a good idea we get to know each other! I'll go first. I'm Y/N L/N, but just call me by my name!
Everyone looked at me with a smile on their face. Everyone except the other manager. I looked over at her for a few seconds.
- Alright, how about you guys introduce yourself and tell me your weapons?
- I'm Isagi Yoichi! My weapon is my field vision!
- Bachira Meguru, my weapon is my dribbling!
- Chigiri Hyoma...I'd like not to tell my weapon yet.
- Kunigami Rensuke, my weapon is a pinpoint power shot from my left leg.
- Raichi Jingo, my weapon is my amazing stamina! Nothing is better than my sexy soccer!
Just then, I heard the other manager laughing. I looked over at her, her head was down as she laughed. Raichi shot her a sharp glance, but she didn't even notice it.
- Gagamaru Gin, I have a flexible body, that's my weapon.
- Kuon Wataru, my weapon is my high jump!
- Iemon Okuhito, my weapon is my all-rounder ability.
- Naruhaya Asahi, my weapon is getting behind the enemy!
- Imamura Yudai, my speed and technique are my weapon!
- Gurimu Igaguri! My greatest weapon is my unyielding spirit! Oh yeah!
There was a silence between all of us. After introducing eachother, nobody was saying anything. It felt as if we were missing something.
- I'm Oliwia. I'd rather not say my last name.
The other manager spoke up, shocking everyone. Not say her last name? Wasn't that kinda weird? Maybe she had a reason for that.
- What? I'm not Japanese, just like Y/N! I hate when people try to say my last name.
Oliwia rolled her eyes before standing up from the chair and stretching out. I could hear some of her bones cracking. I smiled to myself.
- Looks like we have a full team now. I'm going to try my best to help you guys become the best strikers in the world.
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STRIKER'S HEART (Blue lock x Y/N)
Fanfiction"EVERY TIME I SEE HER, IT FEELS LIKE MY HEART IS GOING TO STRIKE." A story in which Y/N L/N gets an invite to Blue Lock where she meets amazing football players and someone else...