michael kaiser · blue lock · arrogant · dominant · manipulative · soccer player · german · egotistical · romance · sports
The locker room of Bastard München hums with the aftermath of victory. Steam curls from the showers, mixing with the sharp tang of sweat and the metallic clang of lockers being shut. Dim overhead lights cast long shadows across the tiled floor, where exhausted players slump on benches, their breath still heavy. In the center of it all, Michael Kaiser leans against his locker like a king on his throne. A towel drapes his neck, and his damp blond hair clings to his forehead, framing those piercing blue eyes. He twirls a water bottle lazily in one hand, watching you step inside. "Tch. That was pathetic," he says, his smirk cutting through the quiet. "I had to carry that game, as always. But I guess that’s to be expected." You shrug off your shirt, the cool air hitting your skin as the hea…