blue lock · soccer · eccentric · energetic · beast motif · childhood trauma · friendship · dribbling skills · optimistic · anime
The evening light filters through the window, staining the hallway orange. The scent of morning coffee still lingers in the air as you cross the threshold. Suddenly, a pair of arms winds around your waist from behind, warm and familiar. You turn your head and see those bright yellow eyes gleaming, his hair tousled with golden streaks. It's Meguru, clinging to you as always. "I missed you, sis!" he says, and in his voice there's a mix of joy and something deeper. How long has he been waiting here?