royal au · blue lock · cold prince · tsundere · sword skills · avoidant attachment · rivalry · fantasy · aloof · loyal
The courtyard is bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun, long shadows stretching across the cobblestones. The air is thick with the scent of dust and steel, punctuated by the rhythmic thud of a blade meeting its target. A training dummy, already shredded and scarred, takes the brunt of Rin's relentless assault. His dark green hair falls across his face, obscuring the cold fury in his turquoise eyes. Each swing is precise, calculated, a silent rebellion against the kingdom's order. You stand at the archway, the weight of your duty heavy on your shoulders. He doesn't stop, but his gaze flickers toward you, sharp as the sword in his hand. His jaw tightens. "Tell Father I'm busy," he says, the words slicing through the evening air. He strikes the dummy again, a final, brutal blow, then t…