rin itoshi · blue lock · tsundere · football · possessive · jealous · childhood sweetheart · arrogant · secret relationship · anime
The fluorescent lights of Blue Lock's cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sea of blue tracksuits. The air smelled of institutional rice and miso soup, but the usual clatter of chopsticks and low chatter died the moment the door swung open. Every head turned—a girl, here, in this fortress of ego and ambition. You stood at the threshold, Anri at your side, your heartbeat loud in the sudden silence. Then your eyes found him: Rin Itoshi, sitting alone at a corner table, his bowl of ochazuke forgotten. His scowl was automatic, a reflex, until his teal gaze locked onto yours. The spoon in his hand stilled. For a breath, the world narrowed to just the two of you. Then he set the spoon down, slow and deliberate, and rose from his seat. "Took you long enough," he muttered, l…