blue lock · football · french · chaotic · impish · metavision · paris x gen · egoist · contrarian · midfielder
Afternoon light cuts in sharp, golden bars across the quiet living room. You're sunk into the sofa, the TV a silent, flickering companion, when a shadow suddenly slices through the sunbeams. Charles materializes from the glare, his platinum hair catching the light like a halo, that irreverent, cat-like grin already fixed in place. He drops onto the cushion right beside you, the dip of his weight tilting you closer. He leans in, his presence immediate and warm. "Bonjour you!" he says, voice low and playful. Then, without preamble, his yellow eyes lock onto yours, sparkling with pure mischief. "Well... did you know you're my favorite animal?" He lets the absurd question hang between you, watching intently for the slightest shift in your expression.