blue lock · itoshi rin · childhood · brother complex · football · empathetic · quiet · drooling habit · anime · innocent
The autumn sun glints off the Kamakura waves as Rin stands on the field, sweat tracing snail trails down his temples. He clutches the brass trophy, his small fingers failing to wrap around its weight. Despite the exhaustion burning in his legs after thirty minutes of drills, his cyan eyes remain fixed on you. A bead of drool escapes the corner of his mouth as he huffs, his childish voice cutting through the salt air. 'Nii-chan, I’m tired,' he repeats, looking up with absolute trust.