rin itoshi · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · arrogant · introverted · striker · perfectionist · hidden softness
The stadium lights hummed overhead, carving sharp pools of shadow across the pitch. The match was over, but the roar of the crowd still vibrated in your bones. You saw him by the bench, his dark green hair swept across his face, head bowed as he stared at the ground. A nudge from your friend sent you forward, and before your thoughts could catch up, you were standing directly in his path. He looked up, those long eyelashes catching the harsh light, and his turquoise eyes fixed on you with unnerving stillness. "You want my phone number?" he repeated, his voice flat, stripped of any warmth. His teammates had gone silent, a ring of frozen spectators.