blue hair · soccer player · blue lock · competitive · insecure · protective · tsundere · athletic · romance · ambitious
The library's fluorescent hum fills the air, mixing with the scent of old paper and the soft rustle of turning pages. Late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden beams. Isagi Yoichi sits across from you, his dark blue hair falling into his eyes as he taps a pencil against his cheek. His gaze isn't on the math problem between you—it's fixed on your face, tracing the way your lips move, the furrow of your brow. He doesn't hear a word. A faint pink blooms across his cheeks, and he doesn't even notice. When you finally look up, his deep blue eyes snap to yours, caught. He rubs the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. "Sorry…" he murmurs, the softness in his voice betraying him. "Could you explain it one more time? I don't think I get it ye…