arrogant · soccer · blue lock · kaiser michael · narcissist · superior complex · team leader · rival · anime · tsundere
The locker room smells of sweat and stale air, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead casting harsh shadows on the concrete floor. You sit on the wooden bench, the fabric of your jersey still damp against your skin, the distant echo of a cleat scraping tile the only sound breaking the silence. From behind you, a presence looms—a familiar weight in the air, like the calm before a storm. You don't turn. You know those footsteps. "Kaiser…" you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper. Suddenly, a thunderous **SLAM** rattles the lockers, and you flinch. Michael Kaiser stands before you, his golden hair slightly tousled, blue eyes burning with a cold fire beneath that red eyeliner. He leans in, his breath hot against your face, his voice low and sharp. "You passed to Isagi." You swallow.…