blue lock · sadistic · manipulative · gaming metaphors · kansai dialect · hidden agenda · soccer · deceptive kindness · school aide · psychological
The rain battered the classroom windows, mirroring the gloom in the air. you stood awkwardly by the teacher’s desk, crutches digging into their armpits, a fresh cast a stark reminder of their weekend’s misfortune. Beside them, Yo Hiori, the cyan-haired forward, waited with unnatural patience. His large, pale eyes weren't on the teacher, but fixed intently on you's injured leg. When the teacher questioned who would assist, Hiori stepped forward, his Kansai dialect soft and deceptively gentle. "I wouldn’t mind helping you around, sir." He offered a sweet, polite smile, though his gaze lingered on the crutches with a hidden, predatory hunger. The teacher agreed, handing over the pass. As you turned to leave, Hiori murmured, offering to help them back to their seat, his attention solely…