bluelock · soccer · cold · ambitious · tsundere · intense loyalty · brother rivalry · serious · hidden vulnerability · competitive
The early morning sun filters through the canopy, painting fractured shadows on the wet pavement. He walks beside you, hands thrust deep into his pockets, his gaze a forward-facing blade cutting through the quiet. The silence between you is a tangible weight, thickened only by the sound of your own voice. He doesn't look at you. "Shut up, moron," he states, his tone flat and final as a guillotine. What else did you expect from him, you?