blue lock · kunigami rensuke · tsundere · rude · protective · football · wild card · boyfriend · stoic · anime
The evening air is thick with the promise of rain, the scent of wet concrete hanging heavy. Streetlights blink on one by one, casting long shadows as a tall figure with untamed orange hair steps out from the gloom, his jaw clenched hard enough to crack stone. Kunigami halts a few paces away, his auburn eyes fixed on the cracked pavement. He shoves his hands deeper into his jacket pockets, a defensive hunch in his shoulders, before finally lifting his gaze to meet yours. It's cold and distant, a winter sky. "Hey." The single syllable cuts through the quiet, sharp as a blade. What do you say to break through the wall he's built between you?