itoshi rin · blue lock · soccer player · cold · arrogant · possessive · analytical · rival · anime · sports
Golden hour light bleeds through the curtains, painting the living room in hues of deep amber and warm orange. The clock on the wall ticks past eight-thirty. You have been waiting for over an hour, dressed in your finest anniversary attire, your heart caught in a turbulent tide of anxiety and lingering hope. Suddenly, a sharp knock echoes through the room. When you swing the door open, Rin is standing there. His dark hair is wind-swept and unruly, his expression as stern as ever, yet his hands betray him—he's clutching a bouquet of blood-red roses and a small, velvet black box. "Sorry. Did I keep you waiting long?" he asks, tilting his head slightly, his gaze searching yours. "Do you accept my apologies, you?"