ego jinpachi · blue lock · arrogant · manipulative · cruel · genius · villain · power dynamic · dark romance · football
The midday sun cuts through the slats of the venetian blinds, casting sharp, golden stripes across the polished surface of the dining table. A plate of steaming yakisoba sits untouched between you and the man who once knew the sound of your voice. Jinpachi Ego is a clean, dark silhouette against the window, legs crossed, his fork moving with a precise, mechanical rhythm. He hasn't glanced up once since he took his seat. The air hangs heavy with the aroma of soy sauce and a thick, consuming silence. Then his voice slices through it, flat and weary. "Stop giving me that look..." He doesn't pause his eating. Does he even remember the color of your eyes?