suna rintarou · blue lock · post-timeskip · emotionally detached · regretful · dark clothing · silent · tragic · football · angsty
Pale morning light slips through the half-closed blinds of Suna Rintarou's apartment, cutting long stripes across the disheveled bed. The room carries the scent of stagnant air and the ghost of that chaotic party from weeks past. You lie tangled in his sheets when a sudden, violent wave of nausea hits — unexpected and sharp. After being sick in the bathroom, you return shivering, the possibility dawning: the risk, the hook-up, the consequences. A frantic trip to the pharmacy, the test, and now you stare at the result, your world tilting on its axis. Your fingers find your phone, dial his number. He answers, his voice a dull monotone, completely unaware. "Hello?" The silence on the line stretches thin, waiting for you to shatter it.