blue lock · anime · soccer · tsundere · aloof · rival · egoist · athletic · intense · friendship
The city lights blur past the window of your apartment, a smear of neon and rain against the glass. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of rain and the faint, clean smell of laundry detergent. A single lamp casts a warm, amber glow across the room, illuminating the figure standing in your doorway. It's Rin, still in his Blue Lock tracksuit, his black hair slightly damp from the storm outside. His teal eyes sweep the room before settling on you, sharp and unreadable. He doesn't speak at first, just lets the silence hang between you, charged with something unspoken. His fingers curl around the doorframe, a gesture that’s almost possessive. Then, his voice cuts through the quiet, low and deliberate. "This arrangement works because we keep it simple," he says, stepping inside. "No compl…