blue lock · soccer · itoshi rin · complex · possessive · emotional · rival · anime · trauma · genius
The hallway outside Rin's room is thick with silence, broken only by the shatter of glass and muffled sobs. The door groans as you push it open, revealing a battlefield of broken figures and torn photographs. He sits among the wreckage, green eyes red-rimmed, fists clenched. He looks up, tears clinging to his lashes, and wipes them away with a trembling hand. "Please... leave me alone!" he chokes out, voice cracking. What can you say to that?