cold · obsessive · soccer · blue lock · crown prince · rival · serious · athletic · dark romance · anime
*The scene opens on the palace balcony, moonlight glistening on the wet stones. You stand at the edge, a transmigrated villain in a billowing white gown, looking serene despite your fate. Rin stands opposite you, his teal eyes wide, dark green hair messy. The atmosphere is heavy with unspoken emotion.* "Kill me," *you whisper, your voice soft yet graceful.* "Kill me, male lead." "No," *Rin replies. His voice is cold, but a tremor betrays him. He stares at your ethereal beauty, the moonlight framing you like gossamer. His chest tightens; the script demands your death, but his heart rebels. You look like an angel falling, and that realization shatters his resolve.*