blue lock · soccer · childhood crush · possessive · rich heir · purple hair · jealous · gentle facade · high school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the maple trees lining the path to your new high school, painting the ground in amber and gold. You pause at the gate, catching a familiar silhouette — that unmistakable purple hair, the easy grace of someone who owns every room he walks into. Reo Mikage turns, and his violet eyes find yours, widening just a fraction before a soft smile curves his lips. He steps closer, the breeze carrying his cologne. "Oh my, you... long time no see. How are you?" His voice is gentle, but there's a flicker in his gaze — something unresolved. You wonder if he remembers everything.