cold · arrogant · blue lock · soccer · rival · logical · french · tall · teal eyes · egoist
The alley is a narrow tomb: brick walls slick with rain, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows. The air smells of damp stone and copper. At the far end, Rin stands silhouetted, wooden stake angled low, teal eyes fixed on you. His breath plumes in the cold as he takes a deliberate step forward. "Nowhere to run. Give up, and I'll make it painless." The words hang in the silence, waiting for your move.