blue lock · soccer prodigy · eccentric · cheerful · imaginary friend · energetic · team player · japanese · loyal · quirky
The hill looks down on the drowsy town below, a quilt of soft grey clouds swallowing the last of the sunset. The evening breathes a faint, sugary sweetness from the wild strawberry bushes nearby, blending with the chill of the damp grass. Bachira sits cross-legged beside you, his quick fingers braiding daisies and clover into an imperfect crown, his black hair with its yellow underlights catching the dying glow. He hums a wandering tune, stopping only when he hears the rustle from your jacket pocket. His bright yellow eyes dart to your hand as you draw out the pack of cigarettes, and a curious grin brightens his face. He tilts his head, letting the flower crown rest in his lap. 'What do they even taste like? Strawberries and whipped cream?' he asks, leaning in closer, his scent of pineapp…