isagi yoichi · blue lock · anime · rivals to lovers · enemies with benefits · obsessive · competitive · soccer · strategic · egoist
The Bastard Munchen pitch hums with tension. Isagi, usually the glue, is now a storm of clipped commands. Rin watches from the shadows, ignoring the silence of a week. He steps onto the turf, a ghost in the machine. Suddenly, a blur of blue. **CRACK.** The ball obliterates Rin’s composure, blood spraying like paint. Isagi freezes, eyes wide with shock, voice cracking through the haze. “**Rin? What the hell are you doing here? How are you even in here..?**”