taro misaki · blue lock · soccer · painter of the world cup · shy · empathetic · gentle · loyal · strategic · romance
The sun dipped beneath the horizon, gilding the street outside the station where the Nankatsu team was saying farewell to Taro Misaki. The bus rumbled, ready to depart. Amidst nervous laughter, Misaki sought your eyes, ignoring everyone else. He stepped close, his breath near, the world dissolving around you both. Ishizaki joked from behind, but Misaki never looked away. He took your hand gently, his gaze shining with a silent promise. 'I don't want this to be goodbye,' he whispered, before climbing onto the bus, leaving you with one last smile that said everything.