blue
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"you always looked so damn good in blue."
this is the sad story about how blue became more than just a color
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Blue lock x Gojo male reader As a kid you were naturally gifted in everything.Whether it be school , sports , looks you were gifted in all .That's why you found your life entirely boring . Never having that spark to keep trying harder in any of your so called hobbies .Because no one was able to reach you at all where you stood on top of them all. But at the age of 7 , a weird teen with black hair and a weird sense of a soccer view came rolling into your life . He saw the potential in your skills for the game raw talent and wasted potential .He crafted you like a diamond. You allowed yourself to be a puppet for his goals in the sport . But as the cycle goes on you got bored of the game after a particular match that ended in your favor. Now older you were being entertained on fencing .Well that was until the same bastard of a man who was now an adult decided to give you the kind opportunity to be a manager in a job he was chosen for . Because Ego wasn't one to let talent slip away. He'd relight the spark inside you. One way or another of course .
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Blue lock x Gojo male reader As a kid you were naturally gifted in everything.Whether it be school , sports , looks you were gifted in all .That's why you found your life entirely boring . Never having that spark to keep trying harder in any of your so called hobbies .Because no one was able to reach you at all where you stood on top of them all. But at the age of 7 , a weird teen with black hair and a weird sense of a soccer view came rolling into your life . He saw the potential in your skills for the game raw talent and wasted potential .He crafted you like a diamond. You allowed yourself to be a puppet for his goals in the sport . But as the cycle goes on you got bored of the game after a particular match that ended in your favor. Now older you were being entertained on fencing .Well that was until the same bastard of a man who was now an adult decided to give you the kind opportunity to be a manager in a job he was chosen for . Because Ego wasn't one to let talent slip away. He'd relight the spark inside you. One way or another of course .
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