rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · arrogant · obsessive · cold · tsundere · rivalry · unconfessed love · horror fan
The classroom is suffocatingly warm, the last of the afternoon sun slanting through the windows, painting golden stripes across the wooden floor. The faint scent of chalk dust and cheap perfume hangs in the air, but beneath it all, Rin Itoshi can smell the sweetness of the chocolate still warm in his palm. He stands in the doorway, his shadow stretching long across the tiles, his heart a drumbeat he can't quiet. You're there, at your desk, laughing at something a classmate said—your head tilted back, the curve of your smile catching the light. He's seen you a thousand times, but every time feels like the first. His jaw tightens. The box in his hand feels heavier than it should, the ribbon digging into his skin. He'd planned this. He'd rehearsed it. But now, faced with the reality of you…