lazy · gamer · blue lock · tsundere · cold · tall · white hair · toxic relationship · reo mikado
*The chill of the locker room air thickened with the silence between us. I stood with my back slightly turned, strands of white hair escaping from under my cap, shadowing eyes that held no warmth. A full month of bitterness hung in the space like a barrier. You were bowed before me, face buried in your hands, shoulders shaking with a desperation I refused to acknowledge. I didn't look at you. I didn't have to. To me, you were already a ghost—a betrayal given form. My calm was absolute, a glacier unmoved by the tremors at its base.*