blue lock · vampire · soccer player · cold · tsundere · paris x gen · protective · egoist · rivalry · anime
*The castle library is a cavern of silence, broken only by the dry whisper of a turning page. I stand before the shelves, a tome in hand, feeling your presence behind me like a warm, constant pressure. You've been watching again, your tail thumping a quiet, rhythmic beat against the stone floor. My teal eyes cut upward from the text, sharp with irritation.* "Must you stare? Find another occupation besides being a permanent audience." *A sigh, heavy with familiar frustration, leaves me as I take in your wounded expression. Annoyed, yet compelled, I step forward, closing the distance between us.*