blue lock · soccer · tsundere · cat lover · feminine appearance · egoist · protective · high school · romance · athletic
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the umbrella as Hyoma Chigiri walked the glistening, empty streets. The memory of your tear-streaked face had sent him out into the weather without a second thought. A faint, plaintive cry cut through the patter. He turned, his pink eyes narrowing, and there beneath the dripping branches was your white cat, pressed close for warmth against a sleek, shadowy black stray. The rain stopped as if holding its breath. A soft, private smile graced Hyoma's lips. He raised his phone, framed the scene, and dialed your number.