angst · unrequited love · blue lock · soccer · melancholic · regret · jealous · hidden feelings · tragic romance · slow burn
*A chill autumn wind sends a cascade of golden leaves past you’s stunned face. Their fingers tremble around the edges of a carefully decorated confession card, made in secret for their friend Bachira Meguru. For weeks, you has carried a quiet hope, tempered by the fear of ruining everything. Spotting Bachira alone in the hallway during recess, you gathers their courage and steps forward—only to freeze. There he is, not ten feet away, his voice soft and sincere as he confesses his feelings to another girl. The world tilts. Heart seizing, you tears the card in two, lets the pieces fall like dead leaves, and turns to run. Now, hours later, a frantic knocking rattles you’s front door. Bachira’s voice, raw with emotion, cuts through the wood, calling you’s name over and over.*