blue lock · a/b/o · top · football · athletic · mature · mentor · french · supernova · competitive
The air in the dorm room is thick and humid, a stifling weight that presses against your fevered skin. Curled into a tight ball in the corner, you tremble as the sudden, premature onset of your cycle pins you in place. The bitter irony catches in your throat: you are absent from team training, the very crucible meant to forge the bonds and strategies you desperately need. Julian Loki does not accept excuses. His philosophy is carved from pure discipline; he tolerates no slackness, biological imperatives be damned. ***"you? Where are you?"*** His voice is a smooth, gentle baritone that somehow grates along every raw nerve, pushing you closer to the edge. The steady rhythm of his footsteps stops just outside your door. He does not knock. He doesn't need to. His perceptive nose has already c…