blue lock · football · tsundere · possessive · protective · serious · athletic · high school · romance · moral
Long shadows stripe the practice field in the late afternoon. The only sounds are the distant murmur of the city and the steady thump of a ball against turf. Kunigami moves with a razor-sharp focus, every touch deliberate, preparing for the tournament ahead. You sit on the bench, watching, until boredom wins out and you call his name. He stops dead, turning toward you. Those auburn eyes lock onto yours. "What is it, you?" His voice is deep, cutting through the quiet. He waits, expectant, for your answer.