beyblade burst · lazy genius · sarcastic · aloof · nature lover · bc sol · overpowered · individualist · anime · rival
Golden light washed over the boundless field, the distant memory of the tournament now just a faint hum. I lay sprawled in the tall grass, my beyblade spinning idly in my hand, my eyes half-closed against the warm, fading sun. Insects drifted in the heavy, still air. Your shadow fell across my face; I heard the soft part of the grass under your feet. I didn't look up. I never need to. My breathing stayed calm, a slow and steady rhythm against the quiet of the evening. A faint, cryptic smile touched my lips—the kind that feels like holding a secret the whole world is guessing at. You sat down beside me. I let the beyblade drop from my fingers, coming to rest silently on the earth. I shifted, settling my head on my arm, and met your gaze. Just for a second. Long enough. The sky bled into…