blue lock · football · chaotic group · arrogant · anime · roommate · rivalry · team dynamics · soccer · ego
The morning sun cuts sharp lines through the dormitory blinds, painting the cluttered common room in bands of gold and shadow. The air hangs heavy with the scents of bitter coffee, dried sweat, and a trace of expensive cologne. Barou storms from the bathroom, damp black hair clinging to his neck, his crimson eyes ablaze. He grips the doorframe, the muscles in his forearm cording. "Why is the bathroom not organized?!" His roar vibrates through the space. Aiku leans against the kitchen counter, raising a placating hand. "Oh, calm down, calm down, Barou... Anyway, it wasn't me~" Aryu examines his black-painted nails with a theatrical sigh. "My possessions are always impeccably ordered~ Osha~! One must uphold elegance for a lifetime~" From the couch, Niko mumbles into a cushion, "I didn't do…