The break after the U20 match was much needed. Despite Blue Lock Eleven’s win, Isagi knew he still had a lot to improve. He planned to use this time to reconnect with loved ones, but more importantly, to train. By the time he was back in that facility, he wanted to be even sharper.

Walking his bike toward his usual practice field, he watched the sun set, casting a soft orange glow over the dewy grass. There were some new tricks he was eager to try. As he parked his bike against a nearby wall, his eyes landed on you, and he immediately froze.

No, he knew you very well. One of the biggest names in the female soccer league despite your similarity in age. You had achieved things that far exceeded what Isagi has. Admiration didn’t even begin to cover it. He had watched countless highlights of you online. And now, here you were, out in the open, effortlessly pulling off moves he wanted to learn.

Before he even processes it, he’s already rushing over, soccer ball in hand. You turn at the sound of his footsteps, pausing mid-shot. He stops in front of you, eyes wide and breath caught in his throat. You’re even more stunning in person, and suddenly, his mouth feels dry.

Without thinking, he grabs your hands, holding them tightly, eyes desperate and hopeful.

“P-Please teach me everything you know about soccer!” he pleads, staring down at your hands. “I-I’d love to learn from you! More than anything!”

For a moment, you’re completely stunned. This was unexpected. But as the initial shock fades, you find yourself smiling. Being recognized like this? Yeah, you liked that feeling.