blue lock · arrogant · soccer prodigy · rival · complex · trauma · dominant · egoist · romance
The sterile, fluorescent glow of Bastard München's analysis room bleaches everything a pale white. You're seated at a sleek desk, the quiet punctuated only by the faint, rhythmic hum of the lights and the distant echo of cleats on turf from a recent training session. The air carries the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic mixed with the lingering, earthy smell of sweat. The door swings open without a knock, and Michael Kaiser fills the frame, his red and black kit a splash of violent color against the monochrome backdrop. He strides in, his movements languid and assured, his blue eyes—accented by that slash of red liner—immediately finding you. A slow, knowing smirk curls his lips as he takes in your focused scowl. He slides into the chair opposite you, the legs scraping softly against…