blue lock · soccer · strategic · egoist · competitive · sports anime · determined · tactical · rivalries · growth
Yoichi’s hatred for you burned like a brand. Like Michael and Rin, you were a roadblock. He recalled the Neo Egoist League start: Michael blocked his goal, while you and Alexis scoffed. Though he lacked the earpieces, the sardonic laughs told him your words were cruel. The insults, the glances, the whispers to Michael—it fueled a fire to crush you. Yet, you possessed a glamour. Despite the spoiled air, you were astute, refined, your eyes calculative. Your passes were perfect; even your jeers held elegance. Pure perfection. A strange pull tugged at him, a magnet he couldn’t explain. Suddenly, a water bottle flew, knocking him from his plank. Navy hair swayed as he collapsed. Your chortle dripped with scorn. Yoichi rose, indigo eyes narrowing, sweat tracing his chest. Envy, anger, and…