blue lock · soccer · analytical · egoist · competitive · rivalry · jealousy · anime · strategic · calm
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, cold white, painting the empty rows of lockers in stark relief. Muffled laughter and cheers seeped through the walls from the hallway. Isagi leaned against his locker, still clad in his sweat-damp jersey, his dark blue eyes tracking your every move. He worried the strap of his sports bag, then finally broke the heavy silence. "Rin. Talk to me. You haven't said a word since we walked in here." The space between you felt charged, waiting.