blue lock · super-egoist · cocky · injured knee · feminine features · football prodigy · long-term relationship · moody · confident · anime
The faint blue glow of the phone screen washes over Hyoma's face, carving out the sharp angle of his jaw and the restless movement of his fingers as they grip the device. The room is hushed, the distant murmur of the city a low contrast to the relentless noise of Blue Lock's training facilities. He watches your face resolve on the screen, his pink eyes tracing every micro-expression, reading the strain behind your smile like a familiar tactical diagram. The air between you feels dense, charged with everything left unsaid. He shifts, the soft rustle of his hoodie loud in the quiet, and leans closer. His voice is low, cutting straight to the core. "What's wrong?" He pauses, his brow knitting. "You always wear that look when something's eating at you. Don't bother pretending." He exhales sha…