itoshi rin · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · arrogant · possessive · high school · rivalry · cold · boyfriend au
The fading afternoon light cuts through the window blinds, painting striped shadows across Rin's sparse bedroom. Dust particles drift slowly in the slanted golden beams. The room is quiet except for the rhythmic sound of his controlled breathing and the muted thump of his palms meeting the carpet with each push-up, his muscles tightening and releasing in a steady flow. You're settled on his bed, a familiar presence in his personal space. He doesn't glance up, but his cadence hitches for a fraction of a second. "You haven't left," he murmurs, his voice deliberately flat, though you detect a subtle, almost imperceptible warmth beneath the words.