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𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐓𝐖𝐎, 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄!

Synopsis: In which your newfound fame offers you unfamilliar opportunities.

"Look here, Y/n-chan! Yes, that's it! Now smile!"

You definitely felt a little awkward, especially in front of the dozens of flashing lights that all focused on you as you tried your best to follow the intructions of the photographer and the director.

Garbed in a floral dress that had a bit too much layers in order to make it a little poofy, paired with a hair that took an hour and gallons of hair spray to maintain, this type of style is definitely something you were not used to.

As per most days, you always wore sweatpants and shirts for utmost comfort as you ran around to fix the facility you worked in.

"Lean your face closer to your hands! Nice! Very chic and pretty. Thank you!"

The cameraman gave his thumbs up while the director nodded, very much satisfied with the outcome of the photoshoot as the smile on his face said it all.

Now, you might be wondering what is currently happening?

Well, it all started a few weeks ago...

"What do you want?"

Ego's voice rumbled in a colder tone as he looked at the figure that appeared before the door. There, Buratsuta stood, smiling like a maniac as he approached Ego, and consequently you and Anri, who were there.

"Buratsuta-san... good afternoon." You bowed, out of both respect and fear, remembering that one time you were scolded up a storm just because some higger up in the JFU misinterpreted your sneeze as disrespect when it was not something you could control.

And you really did not want to be fired. Even if Anri and Ego were on your side, you knew the JFU had more power when it comes to the staff of the facility.

Speaking of the JFU, Buratsuta's grin turned wider, his teeth disturbingly mirroring the shiny greed deep in the depths of his heart as he looked at you which made you freeze.

He cleared his throat before throwing a brown envelope on the table before explaining.

"A very popular clothing brand from Italy sent us a little contract for the little manager."

Ego opened the envelope, and as his eyes scrolled through the paper, his eyes turned darker and darker.

"No."

His voice echoed in the room, throwing the papers on the table once more before turning his attention back to the screens.

"You are not gonna use her for another one of your greedy schemes. Now leave my sight."

A laugh just left the older man, as he looked as menacingly at Ego as the director of the facility did.

"Oh, but Ego. You do know that you may have a hold on the players and their placements, as the one who pay her, I get more of a say to MY employee than you do."

Ego's eyebrows narrowed even more. He read the contract, and though it seemed quite favourable to you, you were still a damn kid and teens your age are not mature enough to handle such a huge burden on their shoulders.

That was one of the reasons he was even doing this whole Blue Lock thing as well. To prepare talents into the real world of adult professionals the right way.

Though of course this fucking pig did not care abour any of that at all.

Unbeknownst to the two men, though, you took the paper in your own hands as well and started to read the long contract.

It was a modelling contract, with the company asking you to be the model of their new summer fashion line. The pay looked good, and it seemed like more of a one of thing for this line.

You never did have any experience in modelling or any of that thing, so you were very doubtful and confused. Why would this company even ask you of all people? Surely, there were better-looking girls who are more professional and knowledgeable about modelling than you.

However, seeing that a part of the contract was the company taking into consideration becoming one of the sponsors of the Blue Lock project as a whole, you knew deep in your heart you had to do it.

"Last set of photos, Y/n-chan! Look at the basket this time. One, two, and pose!"

With the little knowledge you had in modelling and posing, you pursued through it all. Inside your mind, you just cheered the same thing over and over again.

'For Blue Lock! For my friends! For Japan winning the World Cup! And also for a little money for me!'

You tried to put out the prettiest smiles and expressions you could pull while resisting the urge to blink due to the harsh flashing lights of the camera.

Thankfully, after the tenth picture of the set, the director stopped the cameraman and deemed the photoshoot successful and finished which made you bounce on your feet happily.

"You did really well, Y/n-chan! I'm surprised that you know the best expressions to pull when you don't have any experience in this before."

Feeling sheepish, you just bowed your head in respect before shaking your head modestly.

"I just listened to you guys and did my best. I don't think I would have pulled it off without anyone here, honestly."

The director nodded his head, thanking you for the compliment before leaving you to have a few bites of your food before you left the set. Some of the stylists entered the booth where you sat and ate, in their hands were hangers that had a protective layer on them, protecting whatever outfits there were inside.

"The company and director wanted to give you these! Consider them freebies for your work, dear."

It was the dresses you wore at the photoshoot, all crisp and new as if you did not use it at all. You were rendered in shock at the rather kind treatment. From all the nightmare stories about large corporations, the people from today were really nice?

You did not get to think too deeply about it when the car from Blue Lock noted its arrival at the set, awaiting you to head down and go back to the facility.

It had been a really good day, much to your surprise, and the shoot ended sooner than anyone expected. Now, hopefully, you will get your well-deserved rest and peace, even inside the Blue Lock facility.

But knowing it, that was possibly impossible.

"Well, they can do the impossible in the sport sometimes. Maybe they can do it when it comes to being a little quieter?"

"Oh my god, it is her!"

Welp, you did get your rest and peace for more than a few weeks until of course the photos and videos from the shoot were released.

In the midst of the boys watching recordings of matches, an advertisement popped up in the video mid shot of the player in the screen.

Normally, Barou would have started cursing the stupid advertisement, which in turn would have him be shut off by Oliver, who just wanted to avoid being scolded by their masted.

But this time, everyone was very much excitedly panicking in confusion. Or, in other words, feeling a pile of random emotions.

Because in the advertisement of some random clothing line was you, dressed in an ethereal white summer dress laying down in a bed of flowers like some kind of angel sent down from the heavens as some narrator advertised the clothes.

"Oh...I can just say today is our lucky day, huh?" Oliver grinned, earning him a glare from Barou, making the defender raise his arms, surrendering.

"When did this even happen?" Niko asked as he pressed on the link under the video that took him to the clothing website and wouldn't know it, on their newest clothes, there was your pictures on them as you posed for the camera like some seasoned professional model.

Those floral patterns and flowy dresses definitely made you look even more ethereal, sigh, you are very much girlfriend material, huh?

"I wonder if the others saw this already?" Aryu asked as he praised you for being absolutely glamorous, cause you are definitely slaying the soft girl summer aesthetic.

"Nah, we're gatekeeping this. I surely will gatekeep it." Sendou shrugged as the other boys nodded, Niko laughing in his mind at the others' reaction if they ever found out about this.

'Oh, how funny it would be if we are actually the only ones to know about this.'

"Ehh? Y/n-chan is gone again? This is the third time this week..." Bachira pouted, noticing that the usual spot you would be eating lunch was empty once again.

"She's probably busy in her office again. Besides, we saw her yesterday, so it's fine." Isagi shrugged before continuing on eating.

For the past few weeks, the boys were very much confused as to what was keeping you so busy that you would be missing out on lunch and a few of their training times.

Surely, you weren't preparing to abandon them right?

Yeah, definitely not. They are only being delusional.

Meanwhile, those from the Italian stratum were a little bit more on the lesser confused side of things, especially knowing the other job you were occupied in.

They were more than happy to support you in your endeavours, though, even at the cost of seeing you less. Because surely the company pays you really well, and most of them knew the struggle you feel from experiencing the things you went through.

This was your time to find success and they sure as hell won't be the ones to take it away from you.

However, there was one thing Ubers overlooked on this whole gatekeeping prank thing: Most of the players followed people from Tweeter, or rather Y, as it's called now today.

And said people were very much just fan accounts of you.

And well, they were not exactly the most quiet in the platform when it came to your newfound career. Though, the most comedic thing about is that it was their own fault as to why the truth was exposed.

For Sendou reposted one of the post and that caused everybody to see it. And needless to say they were not happy.

"What is this you reposted, man?" Karasu asked as he scrolled at the post and saw you.

"Oh shit..." Otoya said as he looked at the picture.

"Wait, is that...Y/n-chan?!" Hiori uttered in shock at the photo.

That was definitely you, in a dress posing as a model for a fashion and clothing company?

"What?! When did this happen?" Chigiri asked in awe at the amount of views and likes the original post had as well as positive comments from people all over the world wishing you the best.

Truly your power was just unbeatable, huh?

"So pretty! Of course (N/n) is always pretty!" Charles laughed like the gremlin he was as he ran to his phone as well to personally like and comment something about the sudden news.

"Tch, those people who styled her are dumbasses. Don't they know there are pieces of shits in the internet that will overthink that dress? She's a minor." Rin grumbled under his breath, cheeks red in both shyness and frustration at a certain lacy white dress you wore.

Sure, it had a cute wool cardigan on, and it was not the most revealing outfit there is in the world seeing as it was quite long and the chest was not low. But, the thin fabric was still a no no for the striker.

"You sound like an eighty year old grandfather, Licky Rin. I say she can wear whatever she wants! YOLO, am I right?" Shidou laughed, even more maniacally than Charles did, which was definitely a feat of his its own as he kept muttering about you being wifey material and wanting to crush you with a huge hug.

"These things look too cheap, quite unfitting for someone like the little bunny." Kaiser shook his head like a disappointed fashion obsessed aunt, just gulping away his water.

"That's literally a designer brand, though, right?" Loki questioned, very much remembering the name of the brand since they djd reach out to him before making him do his own research about the company.

"So what? It doesn't look like it at all. Someone's grandmother can make better designs than that." The German argued back.

"Geez, just admit she looks good in them. It's not that hard." Yukimiya sighed, finding the comments from Kaiser a little annoying.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Busted was Michael Kaiser as he avoided looking at anyone, though due to his pale skin, many can see the tips of ears turning red due to being caught.

"I think she looks beautiful, too!" Ness admitted, being a little less prideful than Kaiser as he liked the post the minute he saw it. Heck, he even started spamming the like button whenever commentd talked well about you.

As well as typing albeit too fast on the report button when it was something negative, but yeah, you did not see it. Definitely not.

"Y/n-chan is too precious for this! I hope they don't force to lose weight or whatever it is they ask models to do that might harm her." Reo worried over the many stories he has heard before of such instances.

If he heard of such instances, he would definitely not shy away from using his last name and his family's wealth and power.

"Oh, there are already edits of her..." Nagi said, scrolling through Tiktok and seeing the dozens of videos of the behind the scenes of the photoshoot, with likes and comments increasing as the time passed.

Meanwhile, Sendou only earned a pat on the back by Niko who shook his head.

Welp, that gatekeeping plan did not last long. And well, he expected it.

(Faceclaim as Gyubin♡ It's only a faceclaim so you guys can imagine yourselves instead)

"Cute."

That's the only thing that left the redhead's mind as he scrolled on the posts. It was definitely something Itoshi Sae did not expect, but the pictures of you were definitely not an unwelcomed surprise.

And nope, he's not saving them for his homescreen. Definitely not.

Now, he was wondering if there was a possibility he could work with you in the future. If possible, then maybe he would loathe photoshoots less in the future.

Hmm, he should ask his manager about this.

Then, his once calm expression made a 180 as he saw one specific verified account being one of the many likes in all the posts about you.

"That bastard..."

In all his glory, a specific Barcelona player, one Sae blocked and avoided with all of his might, was there, on the top of your followers list.

Why? Why the actual fuck was he following you?

"Looks like I have to convince her to block someone."

As much as he loved you, sometimes your charisma was a curse, too. And it was definitely one of those instances.

ADDITIONAL TIME:

You were taking a nice break after a really long day until you noticed someone trying to message you in one of your social media accounts. It was a guy you definitely did not know. Who was he or she?

Blue Lock is WRITTEN by Kaneshiro Muneyuki and ILLUSTRATED by Nomura Yusuke. All credits to the both of them.

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