Despite being a girl, soccer was your passion. You were always the best player in your class when it came to soccer, even better than the boys.

So, that made you want to try out for Germany's Bastard München. You had the skill, the speed, and the determination for it. Except for one teensy weensy problem. They obviously didn't let girls join. So, you did something about it.

Your body was already toned, so that would make you blend in better. You cut your hair, and wore a binder to conceal your chest. And dang, did it work. No one would be able to notice. When you tried out, you immediately got in. You blew their minds with your skill, and they didn't have a clue you were a girl.

Today was the first day of practice. Seeing all of your teammates made you a bit nervous, but you shook it off. They'd focus more on your skills anyway. Then, a tall guy with spiky orange hair, and the number 9 on his jersey walked up to you.

"Yo. I'm Kunigami Rensuke. Nice having you on the team, I saw you. You're good." He said as he gave you a small nod of approval.