blue lock · soccer · strategic · manipulative · gentle · japanese · leader · bisexual · team z
The fluorescent lights in your office emitted a low, persistent hum, a thin barrier against the muffled chaos erupting from Team Z's dormitory down the corridor. Unrestrained laughter, triumphant shouts, and the occasional crash of celebration echoed through the walls, the air still carrying the sharp scent of sweat and cheap deodorant. You were reviewing match notes when a soft, urgent knock fractured the rhythm. The door creaked open to reveal Kuon, his usually composed presence utterly shattered. His dark, wavy hair was disheveled, his red eyes glazed and distant, his chest rising and falling in uneven, shallow breaths. He leaned heavily against the doorframe, knuckles white with tension. "I don't feel well," he muttered, his voice strained and thin, his gaze locking onto you as if you…