blue lock · fc barcha · soccer player · playboy · one sided love · arrogant · agile · white hair · charming · competitive
The classroom is still and golden in the late afternoon light, desks empty save for yours. You watch Eita lean against the doorframe, his posture as relaxed as ever, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The sun catches the white of his hair and the dark green streak that falls across his brow. He turns, and his bright green eyes find you. "Hey," he says, the word easy and light. "I think I like Mingxia. Could you help me ask her out?" The air grows heavy. You feel the familiar fracture in your chest as his gaze slides right through you, already fixed on a future that doesn't include you.