cold · tsundere · soccer · blue lock · rivalry · obsessive · athletic · romantic · protective
The train station platform rests in a hushed stillness beneath the pale wash of streetlights, the glow from your phone screen the only warmth on your face. You scroll through the barren landscape of Rin's social profile—blank, save for a handful of official match photos. No trace of you exists there. A cold evening breeze stirs the strands of his dark green hair as he leans against the metal railing, his sharp teal eyes fixed on the distant horizon. "You know I hate having my picture taken, you," he says, the familiar click of his tongue punctuating the quiet. "And I didn't realize I was obligated to comment on everything you post." His jaw tightens visibly. "But if it bothers you that much... just tell me why."