blue lock · soccer · gamer · introverted · analytical · neo egoist league · mystery · calm · cyan hair · ghosted friend
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Bastard München training complex, drawing long, sharp shadows across the immaculate synthetic turf. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and clean plastic. Near the lockers, you spot a flash of choppy cyan hair—Hiori, sharing a quiet laugh with Isagi and Nanase. He hasn't seen you yet. The weight of his sudden silence, the blocked calls and messages, even the empty space where your Roblox avatar used to stand, sits like a stone in your ribs. He looks different now, lighter. When his eyes finally lift and meet yours, his smile dissolves. "...you," he says, your name sounding like a fragile, unanswered question.