"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...
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Y/N pov ;
(Some time ago)
Noel Noa lead me and Oliwia through a hallway, he was awfully quiet the whole time which made me wonder a bit. What could he possibly want from the two of us?
After a while, we finally reached a door. Suddenly, Noa gave us both earplugs that we immediately put into our ears.
- Those earplugs translate any language. Alright, the two of you go inside. You should get to know the others. Just in case, watch out for some of them. I gotta go and watch the players on my team.
Like that, Noel Noa turned around and headed another way, leaving us alone. I turned to Oliwia, a bit unsure of what to do. Noa didn't tell us anything about the people we were supposed to meet just now.
- Well, let's get this over with already.
Oliwia stepped closer to the door which opened automatically when sensing movement in front of it. I followed right behind her into the room.
Inside, I noticed 4 people. All of them were grown men. The other master strikers! One of them turned to look at us, a wide smile on his face. He was blonde and had a mole on his face.
- Oh, look! That should be the girls Ego was talking about. He said a lot of good things about them.
- Relax, Chris. You're going to scare them away.
- Oh, shut up Marc!
- It's nice to meet you, girls. Ego said the two of you are really good at your jobs. I'm Julian Loki, France's master striker.
- Heard the two of you have a lot of skills. I won't teach my players anything, not in hell. I'm Lavinho, Spain's master striker. The best out of them all!
- I'm sure you two are going to be really useful. My name's Marc Snuffy, I'm Italy's master Striker. I advance you to watch out for Chris...
- Hm, you, was your name Y/N perhaps? Ego said you got some guts, girl. I'm Chris Prince, but just call me Chris.
- So, what team did you girls chose to join? Ego let you choose 3 each, didn't he?
- Yes, he did. I went with Germany, England and Spain.
- Oh, nice! It's gonna be nice working with you, Y/N! You know, a guy like me needs a good assistant. Great choice, our fans from England are going to love you!
- What about you, Oliwia?
- Well, I went with Germany, Italy and France.
- I will be glad to work with you.
- Mhm, same here.
- Thank you, Snuffy and Loki.
- The two of you should go to your assigned rooms now. They're just around the corner, and down the hall.
We thanked the master strikers for the meeting with them and walked out of the room. We followed Loki's instructions and turned around the corner, walking down the hall.
We arrived at two rooms, close to the dining room. They were marked with our names. Me and Oliwia parted ways, going into our own rooms.
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Isagi pov ;
(Current time)
10 days. After those days were over, we were supposed to play our first match. Bastard München was supposed to play against FC Barcha team.
We were supposed to train until that day came. Kinetic vision training, off the ball training and one-touch mini game training.
We did everything as good as we could, as it could move us up on the leaderboard. I managed to move up to 17th place, but it still wasn't enough.
After the training, I went to the 4-man room that I shared with Kurona, Yukimiya and Hiori. In 10 days was our first match, all we could do now was train and wait.
