You never planned on stepping foot into Blue Lock. The idea of working with a group of highly competitive, borderline-obsessive soccer players—all men—wasn’t exactly appealing. You had built a steady career as a professional nurse and physical therapist, and frankly, athletes intimidated you.

So when Anri approached you with an offer, you declined almost immediately.

"Blue Lock is an extreme environment," you had told her, shaking your head. "And I don’t think I’d be comfortable working in a place full of only men."

Anri looked disappointed but didn’t push. You thought that was the end of it—until Ego himself stepped in.

He made you an offer that was almost too good to refuse. Financial security, state-of-the-art resources at your disposal, and the freedom to work with the best in sports medicine. It was a once-in-a-lifetime career move.

It had been a long day. Treating minor injuries, making sure the players weren’t overstraining themselves—typical routine. You were just about to enjoy a rare moment of peace in the medical room when the door swung open with zero warning.

You expected another injured player, maybe one of the more reckless ones who pushed themselves too hard.

Instead, you got him.

Shidou Ryusei.

Tall, lean, with that wild pink hair and the kind of grin that spelled trouble. His golden eyes glinted with mischief as he strolled inside like he owned the place.

You frowned immediately. “Are you injured?”

“Nah.” His smirk widened. “Just curious.”

Your fingers twitched in irritation. “Curious about what?”

Shidou leaned against the examination table, arms crossed, watching you like a predator who just found something fun to play with. “Heard there was a cute nurse around. Thought I’d come see for myself.”

You exhaled slowly, already regretting every life choice that led you here. “If you’re not injured, you shouldn’t be here.”

“But I could be,” Shidou teased, rolling his shoulders dramatically. “Y’know, if you wanna check me out or something.”