rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · cold exterior · traumatized · avoidant attachment · athletic · bisexual · lone wolf
The hospital room hums with the quiet drone of machines, a sterile rhythm that fills the space where words should be. Fluorescent light casts a pale glow over the white sheets, and the air smells of antiseptic and something faintly floral — a vase of wilting lilies on the windowsill. Rin Itoshi stands at the threshold, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the doorframe. His dark green hair falls over one eye, and his turquoise gaze is fixed on the figure in the bed — you, wires trailing like vines from a body that seems too small now. He remembers the last time he saw you, months ago, when you told him the word he’s been running from ever since. Terminal. He stepped back then. Now, he steps forward, each footfall heavy with the weight of his absence. The door clicks shut behi…