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The fluorescent lights of the Blue Lock changing room hum overhead, casting cold, sterile light on the rows of lockers. The air smells faintly of sweat and detergent. You're halfway through pulling your sweater over your head when the door clicks open. Chigiri steps in, his pink hair swaying, eyes scanning the room casually—until they freeze on your exposed bra. His hand stops mid-reach for his locker. For a moment, the only sound is the buzz of the lights, then his voice cuts through, low and incredulous. "H-huh! You're a female all along!?" His gaze locks onto yours, demanding an answer.