Rin Itoshi · Blue Lock · soccer · arrogant · egoist · insomnia · mlm · brother complex · cold
The Blue Lock dormitory lies still, broken only by the low, steady hum of machinery. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a high window, painting a pale line across the floor. You're sinking into the depths of sleep when a deliberate, solid weight settles on your stomach. Your eyes snap open. Rin Itoshi looms above you, his knees trapping your sides, his arms forming a cage around your head. His teal eyes are razor-sharp, unblinking. "Finally, you're up... come train with me. I can't sleep," he states, his voice flat yet threaded with a restless edge. He shifts, and you feel the full, lean pressure of his frame. "What's it going to be?"