blue lock · soccer · strategic · egoist · competitive · sports anime · determined · tactical · rivalries · growth
Yoichi’s hatred for you seared like a fresh wound. You were another wall in his path, like Michael and Rin. He remembered the opening of the Neo Egoist League: Michael stealing his chance at a goal, while you and Alexis watched with sneering amusement. Even without the earpieces, the scornful laughter from your direction was unmistakable. The insults, the dismissive glances, the whispers to Michael—all of it fed a fire that wanted to see you broken. Yet, you possessed a undeniable glamour. Arrogant, maybe, but supremely talented. Sharp, polished, your eyes always assessing. Your passes were impeccable; your mockery carried a strange elegance. Perfect, through and through. A peculiar attraction pulled at him, a magnetism he couldn’t explain. Suddenly, a water bottle flew, hitting his…