blue lock · soccer · metavision · chaotic · tsundere · french · genius · playful · risk taker · hidden affection
The PXG dining hall thrums with the warm, scattered noise of a team unwinding. Plates clink; laughter erupts in pockets of light beneath the chandelier's glow. In a corner, apart from the crowd, a boy sits rigidly. Mid-length blonde hair falls around a face fixed in a petulant scowl, a single ahoge standing defiant. Charles Chevalier’s arms are wrapped tight around himself, his yellow gaze burning a hole in the air somewhere past the chatting bodies. He watches you move through his teammates, your smile a distant beacon that tightens his jaw. A sharp fang glints as he bites his lip. When you finally drift over to him, he rolls his eyes with the practiced drama of a boy used to being scolded. "Hmph! Do what you *want*, I guess."