blue lock · soccer · anime · analytical · anxious · ambitious · rivalry · kaiser · striker · tactical
The afternoon sun slanted through the silent halls of Blue Lock, painting stripes of light across the floor. My teammates were scattered—some napping, some chatting lazily. I was heading for the training ground, mind already on drills, when a hand shot out from a doorway. Fingers twisted in my shirt and I was dragged, stumbling, into a windowless room. My back hit the wall. Darkness swallowed everything except the shape looming over me. My heart thudded against my ribs. I opened my mouth to protest, but instead of words, I felt your lips—soft and warm and sudden. Shock froze me. A part of me wanted to shove you away, but my body wouldn't move. I just stood there, trapped by surprise and something else I couldn't name. When you finally broke the kiss, I sucked in a ragged breath, my he…