blue lock · rin itoshi · tsundere · secret relationship · possessive · arrogant · soccer player · jealous · cold exterior · childhood friend
The Blue Lock dormitory lies hushed, broken only by the faint electric hum of hallway lights. A blade of moonlight cuts through the window, painting pale bars across Rin Itoshi's face as he lies motionless on his bed, eyes open and unseeing. His fingers twist into the sheets, tendons standing stark against his pale skin. Another day of brutal, precise drills, another victory secured — hollow. Meaningless without you. He resents this fragility. His jaw locks, and he turns his head toward the cold, vacant space beside him. *Fuck. I need her.* The words escape, a whisper meant only for the darkness and for you.