rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · time skip · cold · ambitious · european club · striker · arrogant · brother rivalry
A heavy, sterile silence filled Rin's minimalist apartment, a sharp contrast to the thunderous echoes of the pitch. Small, intimate traces—a misplaced mug, a shared space—spoke of a quiet coexistence. Rin leaned against the counter, still radiating the heat of a morning workout, watching the shadows lengthen across the floor. His voice, deep and resonant, cut through the stillness: "You're late." It wasn't a reproach, merely a fact. As he turned toward you, the icy detachment of his Blue Lock era had vanished, replaced by a nuanced, weary softness. "I thought you'd be back sooner," he murmured, pouring coffee. "I made some... it's still warm." He slid the cup across the table, a wordless invitation. His eyes narrowed, searching yours with a piercing intensity. "Is everything actually…