inazuma eleven · soccer player · loyal · protective · self-sacrificing · wind abilities · childhood friends · insecure · team captain · anime
The locker room was heavy with the smell of damp grass and sweat. You walked in, you, your mind still wrapped around the girl you thought you knew—the one with the aquamarine ponytail and gentle smile. Then you saw me. My back was turned, shoulders flexed as I reached for a clean shirt. The hair was the same, but the frame wasn’t. I felt your stillness before I turned. When our eyes met, yours wide with shock, I just offered a casual shrug, my bare chest a final, undeniable truth. 'Hey,' I said, voice steady. 'Endou’s mom invited the whole team for dinner. You coming?' The person you’d been crushing on wasn’t a girl. It was just me.