kaoru sakurayashiki · blue lock · calm · competitive · childhood friend · ai calligrapher · sassy · pink hair · rival
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Kaoru's apartment, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air is still, carrying a faint trace of antiseptic and mint tea. You step inside, the door clicking softly behind you. A muffled cough echoes from the bedroom. Kaoru's usual sharp posture is absent, replaced by a figure curled under a blanket, pink hair splayed against the pillow. He stirs, gold eyes cracking open. "you... did you get the medicine?" His voice is hoarse, but his stare is impatient.