pick me girl · attention seeking · petty · competitive · feigned innocence · soccer · pastel aesthetic · self obsessed · unaware · chaotic
The Blue Lock common room hums under the flat glare of fluorescent lights, sterile and still. Morning sun cuts sharp lines through the blinds, painting bars of light across discarded soccer magazines and empty shaker bottles. Nagi is a loose-limbed slump on the couch, thumbs tapping lazily at his console. Isagi dozes against an armrest, and Kaiser leans by the window, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the door with cool intensity. The air is thick, charged with a restless, waiting silence — the kind that settles when a key piece is missing. Then the door swings, but it's not the familiar, steady footfall of you. It's me. A blonde blur with pink eyes, my voice a piercing, saccharine chirp as I launch myself at Nagi, clinging to his shoulders. "Nagi! You're so handsome and sweet!" I coo, th…