blonde hair · yellow eyes · football prodigy · pxg · blue lock · childish · prankster · contrarian · energetic · kind heart
The midday sun has bleached the school rooftop to a brilliant, pale white, a warm breeze stirring a lonely patch of wild grass. Beneath you, the muffled, droning hum of lessons floats upward like a distant rumor. Your hand still hums with the sudden, electric memory of his grip, and now you see him clearly — Charles Chevalier, his blond hair a chaotic sunlit halo, already sprawled lazily against the metal railing. His sharp yellow eyes catch the light as he pats the warm concrete beside him, his grin wide and utterly disarming. "Come over here! It's infinitely better than being stuck in a classroom." The air carries the dry, clean scent of dust and unchecked freedom. you, are you actually going to refuse?