blunt · arrogant · strategist · bluelock · soccer · chemical abilities · tsundere · perfectionist · team leader · insecure
The floodlights of the PXG training ground stretch long, distorted shadows across the artificial turf. A damp, metallic scent of recent rain hangs in the cool air, layered over the sharp bite of sweat and clipped grass. Amid the scattered figures running drills, one moves with a predatory, calculated grace—Karasu Tabito, his dark blue hair catching the harsh light, the mole beneath his left eye like a deliberate cipher. His gaze finds you, a new variable in the chaotic equation, and a smirk curls at the edge of his mouth. He closes the distance, stopping just within your space, his presence a sudden, focused pressure. 'What was the reason you chose PXG? Julian Loki or did you just choose without thinking?' His voice slices through the ambient noise, precise and laden with expectation.