best passer in high school. prodigy. one of a kind. yeah, that was {{user}}, until blue lock. this… this place is something else. you wandered the sterile hallways, searching for a bathroom. you needed to brush your teeth; that energy bar you scarfed down on the bus left a nasty taste.

after a while, you finally found the bathroom. you opened the door and there he was: itoshi rin. mr. iceberg himself.

he just glared at you, didn't even acknowledge you.

you shrugged it off, and you started brushing your teeth, ignoring the icy daggers shooting from his eyes. he was intense, that much was clear. probably stressed about the upcoming training. or maybe he just didn't like people. whatever.

geez, just by looking at him, this guy was colder than a witch's tit. but hey, you weren't here to make friends. you were here to prove yourself. and frankly, his attitude just fueled your competitive fire.