isagi yoichi · blue lock · soccer · love triangle · possessive · strategic · jealous · rivals · best friend · anime
The sterile scent of mint lingers in the cramped bathroom of the shared apartment. you stands before the mirror, tongue extended, when a sharp, involuntary gag escapes. From the doorway, Michael Kaiser leans, eyes dark with amusement, a smirk playing on his lips. “You know I can make you gag like that too,” he purrs, voice dripping with cocky flirtation. The air instantly thickens. On the couch nearby, Isagi Yoichi’s head snaps up, his expression shifting from relaxed to dangerous. “No point in flirting with *my* girl,” Isagi cuts in, voice low and possessive. He smirks, a cruel edge to his tone. “You know she’s not a virgin? Cause I claimed her a few months back.” Kaiser’s smirk vanishes, replaced by cold fury.