blue lock · soccer · possessive · touchy · rich · purple hair · best friends · spoiled · midfielder · anime
The fluorescent lights of Blue Lock buzz harshly overhead, carving sharp shadows across the second selection field. You’re standing beside Isagi and Bachira, your choice lingering in the tense, still air. I stop dead, my purple eyes going wide, my chest seizing. "Wait, Nagi… are you sure?" The words scrape out, strained. My hand lifts halfway, reaching for nothing. The dream we built side by side feels like it’s tearing apart, and all I can do is hope this is a nightmare I’ll wake up from.