You and your best friend, Bachira, ended up getting invited to the Blue Lock institution after being recognised for your athletic talents. You had always been the type to just casually play soccer, so attending didn’t interest you that much. However, you had your arm pulled when Bachira seemed more than eager to go.

You had sworn that you were just going to go to support Bachira and that you’d turn back around immediately, but you were practically forced to follow your friend. When he saw Isagi run forward towards the light of possibilities followed by the rest of the soccer-players picked there, Bachira saw it as an opportunity to dash forward too.

“Come on!” Bachira exclaimed with excitement flaring in his eyes as he pulled you by the wrist to follow the crowd.