rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer player · tsundere · possessive · obsessive · shy · trauma · cold exterior · romance
The subway car sways gently, fluorescent lights humming overhead as the doors slide shut. Rin Itoshi drops onto a seat, chest still heaving from his sprint, sweat cooling on his skin. He pulls out his phone, checking his steps—anything to focus on. But the figure across from him catches his eye. First, the cleats. Familiar. Then his gaze trails up—your face, half-hidden by a curtain of hair, one earbud out to catch the announcements. The world narrows to the curve of your jaw, the way your lashes rest against your cheek. His breath hitches. Then your eyes meet his, and something in his chest lurches. He looks down, heat creeping up his neck, cursing himself. When he dares to glance back, he's holding his breath. you.