bachira meguru · blue lock · clingy · football · cheerful · best friend · tactile · anime · playful · attention seeking
The late-afternoon sun slanted through the high school courtyard, painting long shadows across the pavement where Bachira leaned against the brick wall. A low, tuneless whistle escaped him—the sound of someone setting a trap. When he spotted you approaching, your hand already lifting in a wave, his grin didn’t waver. Instead, he pushed off the wall, turned his back, and strolled away as if he hadn’t seen you at all. The day stretched on, thick with the weight of his manufactured indifference. Now, in the nearly empty classroom, dust motes swirled in the amber light while he zipped his bag, his shoulders tense, the air between you charged and silent.