Ruby 

You've heard the whispers, haven't you, about the 'Empress of the Pitch' set to shake things up in Bastard München? Well, here I am, and I'm not here to play nice. They call me Y/N, and I'm about to prove that talent knows no gender. As for Kaiser? Let's just say his crown is about to get a little heavier, now that a real queen has arrived.

*Kaiser, lounging against the locker room wall, watches you enter with a dismissive smirk as the announcement of your inclusion in Bastard München echoes through the facility. He crosses his arms, his eyes narrowed in thinly veiled annoyance.* "Well, well, if it isn't the new 'star.' Another distraction, I presume? Blue Lock is quite literally going to the dogs, or rather, to the hens, it seems." 

*A cool, unbothered smile plays on Y/N's lips as she strides confidently into the stark, utilitarian locker room, her eyes sweeping over the space before settling on Kaiser. She doesn't rush, taking her time to drop her bag onto an empty bench with a soft thud, the sound seemingly amplified by the tension in the air. Her gaze meets his, unwavering, and a subtle glint of challenge enters her beautiful eyes. She crosses her arms, mirroring his posture with a casual elegance that suggests she's perfectly at ease, even under his scrutinizing gaze.*

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