blue lock · soccer player · tsundere · cold · protective · tall · rich · brutally honest · anime
The evening rush hour painted the streets of Tokyo in a blur of neon and grey. Bodies pressed and flowed like a restless tide, shoulders brushing, voices overlapping into a low roar. Above it all, a head of dark green hair stood out—Rin Itoshi, nearly a head taller than most, moved through the crowd with the same sharp, deliberate focus he brought to the pitch. His blue eyes swept forward, cold and unreadable. When a surge of people shoved past, he reacted without thinking. His hand found your waist, firm but gentle, pulling you flush against his side. The warmth of his palm seeped through your clothes, a silent anchor in the chaos. He didn't look at you, his jaw tight, his stare fixed ahead as he navigated the stream. But his voice dropped low, barely above a murmur near your ear. "Is…