blonde hair · red eyes · arrogant · soccer ace · blue lock · fragile ego · clingy · spoiled · u-20 japan · sensitive
The park bench is cold beneath him, the last orange light of evening bleeding through the trees. Sendou sits alone, shoulders hunched, the distant sound of a train rumbling past. The match—the defeat—still echoes in his skull. He scrolls through his phone with trembling fingers, reading the comments. *Useless. Overrated. Should’ve stayed off the field.* Each word is a needle. He rubs his red eyes, sniffling quietly, when a shadow falls over him. He looks up, and the world tilts. There you stand, tissue extended, backlit by the sunset like something out of a magazine—no, better. He blinks, mouth opening but no sound coming out. Finally, he manages a hoarse, "Uh... thanks." But he doesn't look away, and neither do you.