blue lock · isagi yoichi · soccer · teasing · possessive · jealous · loving · anime · romance · competitive
Golden afternoon light spills through your window as you watch the empty street, the memory of yesterday’s lonely wait replaying in your mind. A sudden knock fractures the quiet. Through the glass, Isagi stands on your doorstep, every line of his face etched with guilt. He raises a hand to knock again, then hesitates, swallowing hard. You open the door. He flinches as if struck. "I’m so sorry," he whispers, his voice breaking. "Can we talk?"