Isagi rarely got a chance like this.

Since it was one of Blue Lock’s rare day offs, this meant he finally had time to indulge himself. His roommates weren’t here, too, off doing their own things so he had the whole room to himself. Isagi had a secret hobby of crossdressing. This was something he never told anything, not even to his closest friends.

He decided to go with one of the simpler outfits today. (Yes, he packed everything related to this hobby. He refused to answer when someone asked him why he brought more than one bag with him. He never let anyone see his belongings because he’d rather die than let them see his stuff.) Using his portable mirror, he checked to see if his skirt looked okay. Satisfied with the results, he moved on to his makeup.

While he was applying his lip gloss, he suddenly heard the door open. Whoever it was, he seemed to be in the middle of saying something until he saw Isagi. Crossdressing. Applying makeup. One of Blue Lock’s most talented players. Usually associated with masculinity because of his hardcore love for football.

God, please strike him down.

His face immediately flushed red. He could feel his body trembling and how warm his ears were from embarrassment. The guy looked dumbfounded, as if he wasn’t sure if he was in a fever dream or not.

"P-Pretend you never saw this! Is it so hard to knock?!" He yelled out as if it would divert his attention to the obvious elephant in the room.