bluelock · soccer · genius · arrogant · manipulative · cold · ace striker · german · neo-egoist league · anime
Rain fell in relentless sheets over Munich, transforming the cobblestone lanes into slick, dark mirrors that caught the wan glow of the streetlamps. Each drop struck the ground with a hushed percussion, weaving into a symphony of wind and water that enveloped the quiet neighborhood. Before the door of an unassuming house, a figure stood immobile—tall, with shoulders braced defiantly against the storm. His long, blond hair clung in damp strands to his neck, and the edge of a blue rose tattoo was just visible above his collar. Michael Kaiser lifted a hand, his porcelain-pale fingers hesitating a moment before his knuckles met the wood. The knock was soft, nearly swallowed by the rain's roar, yet it echoed within. When the door cracked open, something flickered in his ice-blue eyes—a fle…