𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 (blue lock x male reader)

ch. 8 - clocked them

team z stood scattered across the field, each player immersed in silent preparation, stretching with a quiet intensity. they were focused, bracing for the clash that lay ahead.

moments later, team y strode onto the field, and the atmosphere thickened with tension. clad in striking red uniforms, they exuded an intimidating presence. 

at the front of their lineup were two standout players: one with messy, wild hair hanging over his eyes, and another with a bold blonde mohawk. they practically radiated confidence, likely the core of team y's strength.

"just like us, team y lost their first match, so they're backed into a corner," kuon remarked, his eyes sharp as he assessed their opponents. "they'll be desperate. watch their number 9 -- ohkawa hibiki, kumamoto prefecture's top scorer. his shooting's no joke."

"let's go, team y!" ohkawa's voice rang out, rallying his team with a fierce call. they responded in unison, "yeah!"

you and the rest of team z huddled up, and kuon's expression turned determined. "we've trained for this, and if we give it everything, we can win, team z!"

everyone shouted back with a resounding "yeah!" as they broke the huddle, each player moving into position with newfound resolve.

bachira was up first in the rotation, and the moment the ball touched his feet, he unleashed his creative dribbling skills, cutting through the field with fierce precision.

after a clean pass from kunigami, bachira surged forward without hesitation, weaving around defenders like they were standing still. each fake and cut was perfectly timed, leaving team y scrambling.

"two-on-one, go!" a defender barked from behind.

"don't let him through!" another shouted.

two defenders lunged at bachira, forming a barrier, but he just smirked, unfazed. "you think two of you are enough?" he taunted, poised to break through -- until the messy-haired guy from team y stepped in, blocking his path with an unyielding stare.

"there are three of us," he said with a knowing smirk. "you're not getting through that easily."

bachira's eyes gleamed with excitement. "not bad, mr. bangs. in that case, i'll pass." he flicked the ball to igaguri, who blinked in surprise but quickly sent it back.

bachira caught the ball smoothly and continued his advance. before he could close in, raichi shouted from midfield, "ten minutes, bachira!"

"roger!" bachira sent the ball off to kunigami.

"wingers, move up!" kunigami commanded, causing both kuon and bachira to advance forwards.

the orange-haired male passed the ball to raichi, who, in a perfect one-two play, sent it right back.

 kunigami fired the ball at the goal, but team y's defenders predicted the move, blocking it and clearing the ball out of bounds.

the score remained untouched.

after resetting, isagi received the ball and passed it bachira, who returned it to kunigami.

the orange-haired male tried to do another play. but team y's defense had read their rhythm, intercepting them again.

"damn it, not again!" kunigami growled, frustration evident.

"get the second ball!" igaguri yelled, but he was too late as team y's messy-haired player snatched it cleanly.

team y counterattacked instantly. ohkawa sprinted forward, and niko, with pinpoint accuracy, sent him a pass. team z scrambled to defend as ohkawa prepared to shoot.