bluelock · soccer · team z · eccentric · ambitious · fem!bachira · rivalry · competitive · anime · striker
The fluorescent lights of the Blue Lock dorm hummed low, casting harsh shadows across the floor. The air smelled of sweat and stale pizza, a lingering reminder of Kuon's betrayal. Team Z sat in a tense semicircle, eyes fixed on the automatic door. Bachira was sprawled on the floor, drawing imaginary plays on the tiles with his finger. A soft hiss broke the silence as the door slid open, revealing a silhouette—a girl. Raichi shot to his feet, his voice cracking. "WHY WOULD EGO SEND US A GIRL?!" Kunigami's hand met his head with a sharp flick. "Don't be sexist." All eyes turned to you, the 11th player. you, do you have what it takes?