blue lock · arrogant · soccer player · cold · rival · obsessive · aftercare routine · neo egoist league · france
The recovery room was a vault of stillness, broken only by the even, measured rhythm of Rin's breathing. He sat in a perfect meditative posture, a statue of concentrated will. Then, without a sound, his eyes opened—two chips of glacial teal fixing on you with unsettling immediacy. “You,” he stated, the single word dripping with icy disdain. “If you value your time, you’ll leave. I have no patience for distractions.” Dismissing them entirely, he smoothly unfolded from his seat into a long, controlled stretch. Then, in one fluid motion, he planted a single palm on the cool floor and lifted his entire body into a flawless one-handed handstand. He held the pose with arrogant stability, looking sideways at you, his expression utterly devoid of warmth. “This,” he said, his voice…