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"When will she arrive?"

You scratched your head, standing outside a huge blue building but anxious enough not to open the door on your own, You looked at your watch.

Before you could do anything you felt a huge sudden pressure on your back, "I'm here [Name]!" Misa jumped on your back.

"You're lucky you're my best friend or I would have broken all your bones." You threatened with a no-expression face, making it even more sinister to the female, "My bad!" Aside from that you both walked in, seeing a ton of girls gathered in the big room.

"Woah! It's so crowded in here!" Misa exclaimed in excitement while you weren't thrilled in the slightest, 'I want to go home.'

You took at your phone scrolling mindlessly as Misa scanned the crowd, "Mic testing, mic testing." The voice of a man rang around the room as everyone's attention was on the stage.

"Well hello, diamonds in the rough, I'm Ego Jinpachi. The one who will lead all 200 of you girls here to become the best female striker in the world." You looked at the man in slight disgust. Something about him screamed 'musty'.

"Look [Name], his dark circles are worse than yours." Misa sneakered but ended up with an elbow to the stomach.

The man continued to speak, telling you all about how the camp could take weeks to complete depending on the stages and how there would be only one emerging victorious among the 299 players. That was the turning point as a girl voiced out from the crowd.

"You're kidding me right?" A girl with faded blonde hair and a pair of green eyes said, "Whoa, That's Adachi Aina! She's very famous and we'll be competing with her in nationals." You hummed as the raven -haired female's eyes sparkled.

"Not only do we have our Nationals in a few weeks which we can't miss out but you dare to ruin 199 players' dream for one striker?!" Aina scoffed as Ego raised a brow, "What exactly are you trying to say here, Miss Adachi?"

"I'm saying you're dumb for thinking anyone will participate in this stupid camp, we female soccer players have it so hard already in this sport but you're going to make it ten times worse for some stupid dream?" Ego smirked .

He coldly replied, "Me inviting you here doesn't mean I value you too much. So you can go back to the loser team for all I care."

The two of them argued back and forth, both holding correct points on each side but you had to agree more with Ego. While Adachi was right about the struggles, Ego was also correct on his side.

"Playing party with teammates without thriving for yourself is no soccer!" Ego then proceeded to quote famous soccer players around the world, giving us a lecture about our egos.

"Woah, I'm starting to get worked up." Misa said, you raised a brow at her, "I don't really care to begin with. All I want to do is to get started with this dang project already."

Ego then gave us a hypothetical, building the tension around the room, no one moved a muscle as it was dead silent...Until it wasn't. A dark blue-haired female pushed past you, running toward the open door.

Suddenly everyone was running behind her, even Adachi, "Let's go [Name]-Chan." Misa clasped your hand as you ran with her.

Your eyes met with Ego's who smirked, "Weirdo." You mouthed at him but the black-haired male took no offense to that, grinning to himself even more.

After walking through the bright corridor, everyone was escorted outside and onto the buses lined beside each other, "This reminds me of back in the US when I used to be a Girl Scout!" Misa gushed, admiring the mountains.

"That's nice." You replied, flipping through your manga, "You're as dry as a camel's ass." She scoffed, "Thanks." You replied even more dryly to piss the young model off.

Suddenly Misa leaned her head on your shoulder, you didn't move an inch, letting the girl do whatever she wanted to with your hair.

"Aren't you excited in the least?" She asked, "Not really, I'm doing this for you after all." You said, flipping to the next page, "What do you mean by that?"

"I couldn't just leave you alone in the camp, could I? You need me and I would feel lonely at school too." You stuffed the manga in your duffel bag, seeing a huge blue building in the distance.

"Is that so~" Misa blushed, her cheeks coated with the light color of pink, "We're here." You pointed out the building.

You helped Misa get up, grabbing the things you two lined up with the others, "That lady is so pretty!" Misa gushed, pointing out a lady in a creme-colored suit, her brown hair pinned in a bun as she took each player's name.

Misa was a model, which meant she was a huge fanatic of fashion, so whenever she would see an attractive person, she would instantly point it out, not letting the opportunity slip by.

"She seems nice." You squinted your eyes, seeing the woman having heavy dark circles and slouched shoulders, 'Poor girl, her boss probably works her to death for her to be looking that.' You wished good for the women.

"[Name] [Lastname]!" The brown-haired female called out and held her hand out. You looked at her in confusion but realized it rather quickly and gave her your bag. To your very big dismay, she confiscated your phone and wallet, "My name is Anri Teirei, the hygiene products will be provided at Blue Lock so please don't worry about that.

'Trust me I won't.' You eyed your phone as Anri handed you your uniform, pointing out how the letter written on the sleeve indicated the room you all were assigned to.

You waved goodbye to Misa and entered the halls, "This reminds me of the backroom." You navigated your way and saw a washroom, entering one of the stalls you quickly changed.

"I'm already starting to hate this skin suit with every fiber of my body." You looked at yourself in disgust in the mirror, seeing how tight the suit was made it really uncomfortable.

"This looks like something the heroine would wear for male gaze." You slouched in disappointment and continued to walk towards your room, "Team V...Team V...There it is." Taking a breather the door opened on its own.

There were only 5 girls in there, 'Thank god.' You walked towards one of the lockers but before you could open it a shirt flew smack onto your face, you stood there in disbelief, 'I wish to disappear right now.'

"Ah sorry." You turned to look at the girl, "Woah, you're huge." You commented, "Erm I mean-" Your face turned a little red due to embarrassment.

You weren't going to stand and lie, the girl standing before you was jacked, 'She could probably throw me around if I angered her.' You zoned out, thinking how wild that situation would be.

"Um excuse me?" You flinched back into reality, looking at the strawberry blonde-haired girl standing in front of you, "Could I have my shirt back?" You looked down at the object you were holding and immediately gave it back, murmuring apologies.

"It's okay! My name is Abiko Ai, a pleasure to meet you." Abiko was the definition of a girl with huge muscles. She had strawberry blonde hair which was tied into a neat ponytail as some loose strands peeked out.

"Me too, [Name][Lastname]" You extended your hand forward but immediately retracted it seeing the girl confused at your etiquette, "No need to be so uptight [Lastname]!" 

Abiko patted your head, 'That's great and all but where's Misa.' You looked around, getting a little worried that Misa was placed in a different room.

'Don't tell me I came to this damned place for Misa to only get separated from her-'

"[Name]-Chan!" There it was, the familiar voice that was like an angel playing trumpet to your ears, "I was so worried that we would placed in different teams!" The raven-haired female exclaimed, jumping up and down from excitement.

"Me too." You smiled back, "But what took you so fucking long? You were right behind me." Misa smiled, "This place is like a damn labyrinth! Plus it took me so long to fit in this damn skin suit ." You agreed with her on that.

As the two of you were conversing you looked at Misa's sleeve, 'Why's there a number on her arms? Is there a ranking system being used here?'

You looked at Misa who was now conversing with Abiko, 'Misa is 149 and I'm 146?! Is Ego blind or something? Clearly, Misa was the better striker.'

You were very confused by the nature of the ranking, 'What does Ego base his ranking on? Talent? Ego?' You were quite perplexed at the moment. 

"Isn't that Adachi-San?" Misa pointed out, you looked at the blond-haired female who sitting in a corner, tightly hugging her knees, 'She has the highest ranking out of all us I'm guessing.' Suddenly Ego appeared on the screen and started yapping.

He explained that we were about the start with the selection round and that we would play tag out of all things out there, 'Not that I care.' You glared at Ego with a burning passion, why?

Because he took your phone away.

How the hell were you supposed to check up on your mom and catch up on your studies with his baldness taking your phone, "We will now commence the game of tag."

The rules were quite simple, a time of 2 minutes was given and the lowest ranked in the room became the 'IT' who was simply tasked with tagging another person using the ball, using hands was not allowed.

The last person left to be 'IT' in the game could fuck off, well that's how Ego put it, 'That's harsh but it's reality.'

The ball flew from the ceiling and landed on a girl, 'She's the lowest ranked here?' You read the name of the screen of the TV aside from the hideous drawing of the girl.

"Aoki Airi..." You muttered her name, watching her struggle to aim and hit anyone, 'She's going for a rank higher than her and playing it safe.' 

"How boring." Misa commented, "Don't you dare try anything, Misa Leonhart." You warned the raven-haired female yet she didn't listen and charged towards the black-haired girl.

"You won't mind if I take this from you, right?" Misa quickly stole the ball a second from Airi's feet, leaving her stoned, "You weren't even doing anything with it so I take it, hope you don't, Airi-Chan~"

Misa put her foot on the ball, becoming the 'IT' as her name displayed on the screen, "Let's see...Whose the highest ranked here?" Misa smirked seeing Adachi standing in the corner.

She didn't waste a second and immediately attacked Adachi, going crazy on seeing how good she was but the blonde-haired female wasn't the highest ranked in this team for nothing, evading the attack swiftly the ball bounced off the wall and landed Airi again.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" The black-haired girl cursed, her gaze landed on you and shot the ball but you walked aside, 'I'll give a D for at least trying.' But it looked like Airi had hit someone, "Oh shit, I didn't mean to hit her but whatever."

You looked at Abiko, who had murder written in her eyes, rubbing her forehead she placed her left foot on the ball, 'I'll pray for you Airi.'

Abiko swung her leg so hard that the ball hit Airi directly in the face, 'Oof.' You stepped away, not wanting to be beside Abiko anymore.

There were only 30 seconds left on the timer, and naturally, Airi started to panic. She looked around the room and was surprised to see a red-haired girl standing in the corner silently. 'She was here this whole time?!' 

Airi shook her head and shot the ball towards her, but guess what, "Did she just do a whole fucking backflip to dodge that?!" You whisper yelled to Abiko who agreed with you.

While you were busy trying to figure out how the actual fuck that was possible, you failed to notice the ball bounce the ball and hit you, now making you the 'IT' with only 20 seconds left on the clock.

You looked at the ball and then looked at Airi, without sparing a single thought you ran towards wanting to get over with it, "Why does everyone keep targeting me?!" Airi ran but tripped on air and fell on the floor.

"Wait...I sprained my ankle! This is foul, please it hurts so bad!" Airi backed away to the wall, you stood before her but a certain thought crossed your mind.

What's with everyone targeting the weak?

Why would you think that is surprising since you weren't the person to do that but it just happened, you looked at Adachi who was...Laughing? Why was she laughing? does she think she's safe?

Without a second thought, you immediately charged at Aina, something was consuming your insides, eating that little hunger in you, itching you to scrape it away and do more.

"Nice thinking [Name]-Chan!" Misa joined you, stealing the ball from you, 10 seconds were left on the clock as both you and Misa hunted Aina down, something about her panicked look made you feel a twisted happiness.

5 seconds left

Misa spun the ball around, dribbling at a high speed, and shot the ball but Aina dodged by an inch and continued to run.

3 seconds left

You looked at Misa, the two of you coordinating easily with each other without breaking a sweat as you cornered Aina from behind without letting her know.

1 seconds left

Misa shot the ball again but it went past Aina and straight towards your feet as you smacked the ball in Aina's face. 

0 seconds left

Aina's nose had started to bleed, a beep went off and Ego instructed Aina to 'fuck off', "Oh that's harsh..." Misa commented.

Aina tried to argue back, "But I deserve to be here! I'm one of the best strikers in here, you're going to pick these nobodies over me?!" Slowly Aina's true personality came out and as expected it was rotten.

She was selfish, just like everyone. Her arguments did make a little sense to you after all anyone in her position would say the same thing, "What was I supposed to do in 1 second?" She cried out, her voice slowly breaking as hot tears rolled down her face.

'A lot.' You answered her question in your thoughts but refrained from doing so after all you were the one who put her in this position. Ego then told her all the possibilities she could have achieved as Aina just stood there in disbelief.

"This is a final warning, if you don't leave now then I'll call the security guards to drag you out of here," Ego warned the blonde-haired girl who in the end had to oblige and shoved her things into her bag.

You clenched your fists, meeting Aina's eyes but all she gave you was a teary glare, and walked out the door.

You finished someone's entire career just to acquire knowledge about something

You did that...

Yet you felt no regrets.

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