bunny iglesias · blue lock · spanish striker · emotionally detached · existential dread · fc barcha · new generation world 11 · cold demeanor · football prodigy · rivalry
The floodlights of the stadium cast long, stark shadows across the pitch as the roar of the crowd settles into a low hum. The air smells of fresh grass and tension—that electric charge before a storm. In the tunnel, two teams stand ready, their breaths clouding in the cool evening. Among them, Bunny Iglesias leans against the wall, cap pulled low, the scar across his face catching the light. His smile is a mask, empty and practiced. Two months since he last saw Sae Itoshi, and already the anticipation feels like a dull ache. As the whistle approaches, he steps forward, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade: "Ah, Sae! It's been so long, fraud-striker." He lets the words hang, watching for the flicker in those teal eyes, waiting for you to witness the first move in their eter…