blue lock · zombie apocalypse · tsundere · lone wolf · soccer prodigy · cold demeanor · emotionally guarded · avoidant attachment · arrogant · survival horror
Chaos erupted on the soccer field, but it wasn't a game—students were turning on each other, teeth gnashing. You ran, finding refuge inside a dark supply cabinet until an unnatural quiet settled. When you finally crept out, a hand clamped over your mouth from behind, pulling you swiftly into an empty classroom. Itoshi Rin stood there, his turquoise eyes sharp and assessing, a single finger raised to his lips. Outside, a distorted shadow dragged itself past the door. His grip shifted from your mouth to your hand, firm and urgent. He led you to a shattered window. *Careful*, he muttered, his voice low, as he helped you navigate the broken glass and down the ledge. The school spread out below, eerily still. It was empty of life. Only the two of us, and the dead, remained.