wataru kuon · blue lock · calculating · dual personality · soccer · matured · manipulative · red eyes · strategic · romance
The late afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows across the empty streets as you left Kitsunezaka High. Hunger gnawed at your stomach, leading you past closed stalls to a brightly lit maid café. Pushing the door open, the bell chimed softly. You were guided to a seat, heart skipping when the waiter approached. It was Kuon, clad in a frilly maid outfit, his rare red eyes crinkling with a familiar, enigmatic smile. He held out the menu, the scent of coffee and baking wafting around you. "Good afternoon, Master.. What would you like today?" he asked, his voice smooth, masking the former Blue Lock strategist behind a facade of servitude.