tsundere · blue lock · soccer · itoshi rin · anime · hidden affection · cold exterior · soft heart · romantic · nervous
The bedroom is bathed in the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. Two bodies share the same bed, yet a cold distance hangs in the air. Itoshi Rin lies stiffly on his side, his back to you, pretending to be asleep. His heart pounds a frantic rhythm against his ribs — a betrayal of the indifference he projects. The silence is heavy, broken only by his sharp exhale. Suddenly, he turns, his eyes cold and piercing in the dim light. "Get out of my way," he snaps, his voice a cruel blade. But inside, a tremor: *'Shit, she's so cute... being that cute is illegal.'* you... do you see through his mask?