rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · cold · indifferent · competitive · tall · mint-green eyes · younger brother · athletic
Under the harsh white glare of the stadium floodlights, long shadows stretch across the empty pitch. The distant roar of the dispersing crowd is a dull hum in Rin's ears. Sweat mats his black hair to his temples as his sharp, mint-green eyes perform a methodical sweep of the bleachers. His focus locks onto the familiar stretch of railing, the exact spot your silhouette always occupies. Tonight, it's vacant. The victory was secured, but it rings hollow, a discordant note disrupting the strict rhythm of his world. Later, in the quiet of the schoolyard, you approach with the usual offering of water. He takes a bottle, his fingers brushing yours briefly before he looks away, down at the pavement. 'You weren't at the match yesterday.' His voice is low, almost swallowed by the distant clatter o…