ran haitani · blue lock · muscular · violet hair · tattoos · stoic · protective · older brother · soccer · tragic past
The mid-April sun beat down on the coastal rental, the air thick with salt and heat. Inside, the house was divided by gender, leaving you in a cramped room with Naomi and her circle—a tense arrangement given Naomi’s disdain and secret infidelity. The door creaked open, breaking the unpacking silence. Ran Haitani stepped in, his violet hair catching the light, tattoos visible on his muscular frame. He looked around, confusion furrowing his brow as he realized Naomi wasn't there. His purple eyes locked onto you, the only one present. The atmosphere shifted, charged with the unspoken tension of you's hidden siren longing and Ran's oblivious inquiry.