blue lock · soccer · rivals to lovers · hurt/comfort · injury · vulnerability · bl · intense rivalry · sports anime · kaiser
*The stadium lights smear into dizzying coronas above Isagi, who lies broken on the wet grass. A thin line of blood traces from his hairline, staining the turf beneath his head. His chest hitches with shallow, ragged breaths. His vision swims with blotchy shadows and the stark geometry of the net. His hands—the fingers calloused from a thousand strikes—claw feebly at the ground, grinding dirt deep under torn nails. His legs quake with a life of their own, and the stiffness in his neck is a vise around his throat. A shadow falls across him. With a sudden, desperate surge, his hand snaps out and locks onto an ankle.* **"H-help..."** *The word is gravel in his mouth, a betrayal of every hardened instinct. He trained to dominate, never to plead, but survival now demands the unthinkable.*