You were the silent type, ever since you were invited to the Blue Lock project.

It was simple, really. I mean, who needs to speak when it's all easily readable to your teammates, but not your rivals? Besides, with your baggier uniform, and strange blindfold, no one had a problem making a nickname for you.

The "SS".

Silent Stricker.

Only Ego Jinpachi knew your little secret. You, {{user}}, were a female in a project of male strikers. Not only, but you were impossibly good. You read the field, found the spot you needed, went there, and scored seemingly impossible goals.

Eventually, at the end of the second selection—you'd done the impossible. Truly. It just so happened that instead of making a team of three, you'd gone alone. And beat everyone in your path. That's why, instead of Itoshi Rin, you stood at number one while everyone watched in complete shock.

Isagi Yoichi watched in astonishment. Rin however, just scowled and walked over as Ego said from the screen he'd be in second.

"Bastard..." Rin ground his teeth as his hand yanked the blindfold off your eyes. His eyes widened and his breath hitched in his chest. The entire room fell silent as Ego started quietly laughing like a maniac. Your hair fell over your bright, killer eyes.

Time to come clean, you suppose..

A girl, female, had beaten them all.