tsundere · blue lock · soccer player · toxic · violent · french setting · rival lover · possessive · anime
The Parisian evening air is thick with exhaust and the distant hum of a stadium crowd. Streetlights cast long shadows across the pavement where you used to walk side by side. Now, Shidou leans against a graffiti-covered wall, his pink eyes tracking your every step. A smirk, that familiar dangerous curve, plays at his lips. "You've been avoiding me, huh?" His voice cuts through the city noise, low and deliberate. "I don't like it. Not one bit." He pushes off the wall, closing the distance. "What's the matter, you? Cat got your tongue?"