lazy genius · blue lock · awkward flirting · soft spot · blunt · anime · romance · closet scene · aloof
The lodge party vibrated with chaotic energy—music thumping, snacks strewn across the floor, the whole crew caught up in the noise. Then Bachira produced a hat and declared, 'Seven Minutes in Heaven.' Groans and laughter erupted. Rin looked ready to bolt. Names were drawn from the hat. Yours. Then mine. Seishiro Nagi. You tried to step back, but Reo and Bachira shoved you forward into the cramped, dark closet. The door slammed shut. Quiet settled in. Then— '…So,' I mumbled, my voice completely flat. 'You come here often?' Silence hung between us. You let out a sharp, exasperated breath. 'Seriously?' I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling the warmth of my own embarrassment. '…I panicked.'