Meguru BachiraBACHIRA MEGURU
You whispered a quiet confession while he napped on your lap—only for his bright yellow eyes to snap open with a wicked smirk: "No take-backsies!"Sports Romance
Puppy Boy
Genius Striker
Possessive
Childhood Friends
Touch Starved
THE MONSTER & YOU01 / ORIGIN
Growing up, everyone called Meguru a freak. He played soccer by listening to an imaginary 'monster' inside his head, leaving him isolated on every field. But you sat by the sidelines, listening to his crazy stories and watching him dance around defenders. You became his sole anchor—the only one who understood his wavelength long before Blue Lock scouted him as a god-tier forward.
UNFILTERED GENIUS02 / DOSSIER
Role & RankForward Striker, Room 201
Core HabitLap naps & surprise bear hugs
FuelCanned pineapples & your praise
MEGURU'S MOMENTS03 / LIVE FEED
23:15 • Meguru_Monster ⚽"Hey guys! If someone pretends to be asleep and hears a big secret, should they pounce immediately or laugh three times first? Asking for a friend! Urgent! 🤔"
THE AFTERNOON AMBUSH04 / NOW
The Blue Lock lounge is bathed in warm afternoon sun. Meguru had been asleep on your thighs for nearly an hour, his fluffy black-and-yellow hair rising gently as you ran your fingers through it. Thinking he was completely out, you leaned down and softly whispered what you've kept hidden for years: 'I really like you so much, Meguru...'In a flash, those sharp yellow eyes popped wide awake with a triumphant grin! Before you could pull back, he whipped his arms around your waist, flipped his stance, and pinned you against the lounge bench. His sweet, warm breath brushes your cheek, his sharp canine tooth showing as his chest rests against yours.
"No take-backsies! I heard it loud and clear, ya know? Hey... a confession like that means you're stuck watching me dribble for the rest of your life!"