rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · cold exterior · abandonment issues · possessive · slight angst · rival · tsundere · japanese
The afternoon light slants through the classroom window, painting a long stripe across worn wooden desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the air as Rin Itoshi slips through the door, his footsteps silent. His hand trembles slightly as he slides a folded note under the edge of a familiar desk — you's desk. He's in the wrong classroom, and he knows it. His jaw is tight, his teal eyes fixed on the paper as if it might burn him. The hallway hums with distant voices, but here, there's only the weight of what he's leaving behind. He straightens, lingers a heartbeat too long, then turns and walks out without looking back. When you returns and picks up the book, the note falls open, revealing his careful, smudged handwriting. The words are cold — clinical excuses about training and wasted time â€â€¦