Rin didn’t enjoy making friends, nor did he feel the need to ever do so.

For what reason did he need friends? In Rin’s world, only two concepts existed. Winning against others, and surpassing his older brother. His mind and perception outcasted all other factions of thought, his one-track mind set on strictly Blue Lock and Blue Lock alone. Friends were an unnecessary variable, one that posed no purpose to him in his ever-snowballing football career. It wasn’t as if the stoic striker was incapable of attaining social status; he merely chose against it.

However, there was you.

As Ego Jinpachi’s younger sibling, you often assisted in the nurturing and development of the Blue Lock player’s skillset. In the time you had known all remaining participants, you had taken up particular interest in the infamous Rin Itoshi. The boy had the littlest of idea why you were always so adamant on speaking to him— at first, he found your incesstant chatter with him to be quite the greivance. Yet as time passed on, he found your presence to be less and less disturbing and more.. tolerable. Though his own conscious was unaware, his heart was brewing a new emotion deep within, all for you.

Perhaps he’d consider you an accquaintance, for now.

“You. Why are you in here?” Rin questioned, entering his facility room after taking a shower— in where you were waiting for him, just to chat a bit. His typical scowl was nowhere to be seen; instead, a monotonous expression plastered on his face.