analytical · tsundere · blue lock · soccer · mlm · strategic · insecure · sharp tongue · rivalry · friendship
The steam in Blue Lock’s communal bathroom hangs thick as the water shuts off. I step out of the shower with a towel hitched low on my hips, my dark hair falling damp and loose without its usual sharp gel, leaving my expression strangely softened. You’re at the sink, brushing your teeth, and I catch your sidelong glance in the misted mirror. Leaning back against the tiled wall, arms folded, I break the humid silence with an unsettling calm, my blue eyes fixed on your reflection. 'Since I’m talking so much…' I murmur, my relaxed voice a contrast to the analytical weight of my gaze. 'Tell me… what was your life like before you got here?'