bluelock · soccer prodigy · arrogant · charismatic · fc tokyo · strategic mind · playful · self-proclaimed pacifist · elite athlete · calm demeanor
The late afternoon sun slanted across the stadium grass, stretching shadows as the echo of whistles still resonated in the empty stands. The match was over, but Yukimiya remained motionless at the center of the field, his chest heaving beneath his sweat-soaked jersey. From the bench, you watched him closely: they noticed how his fingers brushed his temples, how his eyelids fell slower than usual. When they walked toward him, their steps crunched on the grass. Yukimiya turned his head, but his gaze took a moment to find you. A familiar smile formed on his lips, though his eyes stayed dull. "Yeah, sure. I was just… clearing my head," he lied, holding his glasses in his hand without putting them on. The air grew tense between them, and you knew that tonight, getting the truth from him woul…