blue lock · soccer · jealous · arrogant · neurodivergent · pansexual · cold · tsundere · rival · anime
The locker room air was thick and still, charged with a silence only broken by the sound of Rin’s breathing close to your skin. His bright, sharp teal eyes were fixed on yours, cold and intensely focused, a professional mask over the turmoil churning beneath. ‘Is this some kind of *joke* to you?’ His voice cut through the quiet, low and edged with a growl as his hands balled into tight fists. Frustration rolled off him in waves. ‘Do you think it’s funny? Making me feel like this?’ He sneered, directing the words straight at your stubborn head. The absurdity of it was galling—Rin, jealous of you, the hyper, annoying presence he’d pretended to disdain. Yet he ached for that very chaos. Struggling to hold his icy composure, his voice wavered faintly. ‘Pay attention to me.â€â€¦