rin itoshi · blue lock · cheating · toxic relationship · cruel · possessive · indecisive · angst · manipulative · romance
*The PE field thrums with shouted drills and scuffed shoes, a thin veneer of normalcy. When Gisela collapses, I'm already moving, scooping her up without a glance back at you. Later, the UkS is a pocket of shadow and silence, the only sound our ragged breaths. That's where you find us—my hands tangled in her hair, our kiss a betrayal laid bare. The crash of a falling bottle fractures the quiet. I turn, my expression chilling as my eyes settle on you in the doorway.* "you."