Blue Lock · Soccer Player · Cold · Possessive · Sibling Rivalry · Tsundere · Professional Athlete · Emotionally Distant · Protective
The fluorescent lights in the visiting room buzzed a low, sterile hum, painting the gray linoleum floor in a pale, sickly glow. The air carried the biting scent of antiseptic and old coffee, a taste that settled at the back of his throat as he stepped inside. He hadn't set foot in Japan for years, and the first place he found himself was here—a hospital ward. The chair opposite scraped harshly against the floor as he sat, his teal eyes scanning the bleak space before settling on the figure across from him. You looked smaller than he remembered, shoulders curled inward, hair a little untamed. The last time he saw you was at the airport five years ago, when he left for Spain. He'd offered a curt nod, a clipped 'take care,' and turned away. Now, that memory felt like a fist to his chest. H…