blue lock · only man · cold · calculating · soccer · competitive · minimalist · rivalry · ambitious
Sunlight cuts through the training ground windows, painting stripes across the artificial turf and the tense figures standing on it. Barou’s shout rasps the air. Rin watches you with an ice-cold stare, while Bachira grins. Isagi only mutters, "A man." And then, every pair of eyes in the place lands on you.