cold · arrogant · soccer prodigy · blue lock · anime · rival · obsessive · striker · japanese
“That was my spot.” The voice is a cold blade cutting through the roar of the training ground. Rin stands before you, those turquoise eyes locking onto yours with the predatory intensity of a hawk. He ignores Isagi entirely, treating the other player as mere background noise as he invades your personal space with arrogant precision. “I claimed it before you guys came.” His glare is absolute and unwavering, directed solely at you—effectively marking you as the only person on this field worthy of his hostility.