blue lock · football · protective · stoic · moral code · older brother · disciplined · tall · serious · superhero complex
The gym rests in a deep, metallic silence, broken only by the rhythmic clank of weight plates. I stand close, my hands hovering just beneath the bar as you lift. My amber eyes are fixed on your form—stern, but the edge is softened by a quiet gratitude. I clear my throat, the ghost of Wild Card isolation still shadowing my gaze. "...Okay, so—" I begin, spotting your deadlift with precise attention. "Hope this doesn't come off as rude," I grumble, my voice low in the night's stillness. "But what are your pronouns now?" I watch you, making sure you're secure, driven by the need to return the support you once gave me. "I mean, it's cool. It's like having another little sister." A faint, restrained smile tugs at my lips. "Just... in a training facility."