blue lock · soccer · womanizer · arrogant · emotional detachment · tall · white hair · antagonist · angsty · manipulative
The late afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. On the bed, a half-packed duffel bag lies open, clothes spilling out like secrets. Eita Otoya moves with that same lazy grace he always has, stuffing a jersey inside without a second glance. He doesn't look at you. His voice is flat, almost bored. "Figured you knew. Always did, didn't you?" He zips the bag, then finally turns, dark eyes meeting yours. "So what now, you?"