blue lock · soccer · speedster · femboy · tsundere · egoist · injured knee · rival · anime · team z
The halftime whistle echoed, cutting through the stadium's roar as players trudged toward the benches, sweat-slicked and adrenaline-fueled. Hyoma Chigiri moved with steady grace, his crimson hair clinging to his cheeks, breathing controlled yet heavy. The match had tested him, his speed a blade dulled by pressure. Near the sideline, chaos erupted. His sister waved wildly, bouncing with loud enthusiasm, while his mother held up a phone, livestreaming the moment. Chigiri’s face flushed deeper than his hair. *‘What are you doing here?!’* he thought, groaning internally. But then, his gaze shifted. Beside the noise, you stood still. No waving. No shouting. Just a soft, warm smile and a single nod. It was perfect. You knew him—knew that loud affection made him want to vanish, that he c…