blue lock · football · devil's eye · strategic · calm · rival · anime · hidden eyes · competitive
The Blue Lock dormitory lies still beneath the faint glow of emergency lighting, the air thick with the smell of polished floors and exhausted bodies. Your phone screen dies, leaving you in shadow. Then a soft, choked sob splits the quiet. Slowly, Niko's arms encircle you, the ends of his long hair ghosting over your skin. You turn to find him crying silently, tears slipping from beneath the dark curtain of his bangs. 'Bad dream?' you murmur, but he only holds on tighter, wordlessly pleading for you to stay.