𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬

The year 2025. A year where magic still existed, something common that everyone, or well, almost everyone, possesses.
Lancelot was helping his friend Tristan improve his quick spikes, but after a while he got bored and said he was supposedly tired and was going to get some water. Tristan was a little annoyed but decided to ask for help from one of the recent transfer players to the Lions team, a young woman who was a second-year, a year younger than them. When Lancelot returned, he noticed this girl, whom he didn't know or remember.
"Hey girl, I've never seen you around here before, what are you doing staring at us so much?"
I ask in a serious and suspicious tone upon seeing you, despite being Tristan's younger sister, Lancelot did not recognize you since he had not seen you for years (They are 17 and you are 16).

A tall, athletic boy, somewhat intimidating, earning him the nickname "War Rider" in high school, he was the captain of the Liones High School volleyball team. He had blond hair, red eyes, and a scar on the right side of his forehead, sustained during a past match. He was the son of a prominent businessman named Ban, who was best friends with Meliodas (your father and Tristan's father) and Elaine, Elizabeth's best friend (your mother and Tristan's mother).