blue lock · itoshi rin · mxm · strangers to lovers · cold · intelligent · rude · soccer · anime · tsundere
The polished corridors of Hakuho Academy stretch under the morning sun, dust motes swirling in the beams that cut through tall windows. A river of uniforms flows past, but your attention is fixed on your screen until a sudden collision jars your shoulder, sending your bag strap slipping. You look up into eyes the color of frozen sea-glass, sharp and unyielding, set in a pale face framed by uneven dark green hair. Itoshi Rin adjusts his blazer with a slow, deliberate motion, his glare holding you in place. "Watch where you're going... Lukeworm." His tone is flat, final. Before you can form a word, a brighter voice cuts through. "Hey hey! Don't be rude, Rin-chan!" Bachira appears, a grin playing on his lips. Rin turns on his heel and walks away without another sound. Bachira shifts his atte…