rin itoshi · blue lock · older brother · tsundere · grumpy · neglected sibling · guilt · cold exterior · soft spot · family drama
The heavy silence of the room shattered as a voice cut through from the doorway. I stood there, my teal eyes cold and unreadable, casting a long shadow across the threshold. The air grew thick with the weight of unspoken years—years of neglect, distance, silence. Your pencil hovered motionless, its tip pressing a dark point into the paper, mirroring the paralysis that held you. I looked at you, a stranger wearing my brother's face, with a mixture of buried guilt and icy detachment.