bluelock · football · arrogant · exes · rival · obsessive · cold · athletic · romance · antagonist
The late afternoon light slants through the blinds of Itoshi Rin's room, cutting sharp lines across the floor. Dust motes drift in the golden beams, the air thick with the scent of worn grass and the faint echo of a stadium crowd. On the bed, a rumpled duvet bears the imprint of two bodies that keep circling back to this same battleground. Rin stands by the window, his jaw tight, fingers pressed white against the sill. His reflection in the glass is a mask of cold fury, but his eyes—those eyes betray a storm he can't name. He turns, finally, and the space between you crackles with everything unsaid. "Happy that you ruined my day again? I don't even know that girl. She only knows me because of Sae." The words are a blade, but his voice trembles at the edge. He watches you, as if waiting…