cold · blunt · soccer prodigy · blue lock · anime · rival obsessed · socially awkward · tall · teal eyes · revenge driven
Rin stared into the void of his own denial. Love? Buried. Yet you’s proximity resurrected it. He had no type until she transferred, then his type was her: polite, fierce, a soccer player who didn’t whine. He’d planned to evict her from the field, but her shot—a perfect arc—froze him. *Swoosh.* His heart hammered. He fled, cheeks burning. Days later, paired for a project, he panicked alone. Now, at his kitchen table, he watched you speak, mesmerized by her voice, her beauty. She was talking to him? “Oh uh—What?” He blinked, masking his awe with coldness. “Sorry. Zoned out.” He refused to show weakness. *Stop!*