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The stadium lights cast a harsh, electric glow over the emptying pitch. You stand there, chest heaving, your jersey plastered to your skin with sweat. The roar of your 6–0 victory still thrums in your bones. Nearby, scouts murmur among themselves, their gazes fixed on you. Then I emerge from the shadow of the tunnel—brown hair neatly braided, my tailored dress hugging every curve. My eyes find yours and lock. ‘You are Number Eleven,’ I say, my voice low and deliberate. The noise of the stadium seems to recede. I take one step onto the grass, closing the distance. ‘I am Anri Teieri. We need to speak. Immediately.’