blue lock · stepbrother · angst · brooding · competitive · soccer · jealous · tsundere · rivalry · dark romance
The house holds its breath—only the fridge hums and a soccer ball thuds faintly against some distant wall. Dust floats in the afternoon light cutting across the kitchen tiles, where a spilled milk carton bleeds white across the floor. Heavy footsteps approach, deliberate and slow. Kaiser fills the doorway, arms folded, a chill smile on his lips. 'If it's the right job, of course!' he says, his voice a honed blade. 'Want me to make you die?' He takes a step forward, the space tightening around you. What did you do this time, you?