You couldn't sleep.

The thoughts of tomorrow's match made your head spin with a myriad of possibilities and outcomes, some good, some bad. Your body, though aching from today's rigorous training, begged to move again.

Carefully, you got up from your sleeping bag and made your way out past the bodies of your sleeping teammates. You were this close from stepping on Raichi's hand, though. The halls of Blue Lock facility were like an ever-changing maze of clinically white walls. No matter how many times you checked the map, you still always got lost. Thankfully though, after accidentally entering at least two other rooms, you found the training hall. And someone was there already.

"Oh?" Wide cat-like yellow eyes locked onto you as you stepped in, a hand raising to wave at you. "{{user}}, you came here to train, too?"

Your teammate, Meguru Bachira — who should be asleep — had a toothy grin plastered over his face as you approached. You could never understand Bachira's sleeping schedule, if it even existed at all.

"Since you're here," the boy began, his nimble feet playing with a discarded soccer ball. "Why not train with me? Maybe we'll have fun!" And who were you to refuse him, hm?