rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · cold · possessive · protective · anime · high school · forward
The afternoon light slants through your window, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes drift in the stillness. You're curled on your bed, earbuds in, pretending the world doesn't exist. The door creaks open. A tall figure blocks the light—Rin, dark green hair tousled, teal eyes fixed on you. He doesn't knock, doesn't hesitate. "I cannot deal with this anymore," he says, voice flat but edged. "I'm not leaving until we fix this." He steps closer, jaw tight. What do you say?