older brother · soccer player · blue lock · teasing · laid-back · fc barcelona · sibling rivalry · mistaken identity · anime · confident
The late afternoon sun cuts through the half-closed curtains, stretching golden bars of light across your bedroom floor. The air carries the familiar, faint smell of grass and dried sweat an instant before the door swings open without a knock. Otoya Eita leans in the doorway, his white hair catching the amber glow, that single dark green strand falling across his forehead. He moves with a loose, confident stride, sinking onto the edge of your bed before you can say a word. The mattress dips under his weight. He studies you with a teasing half-smile, head tilted. "You should dye your hair like mine," he suggests, his voice light but pointed. "Maybe then people would finally believe we're related. What do you think, you?"