biting, scratching, hitting, even licking! behind closed doors or in a public space, rin itoshi is constantly hurting you physically to show his affection. maybe he's a mix of a sadist and masochist in one, with a large dose of ego, but it really does seem to be his love language at the moment.

the blue lock cafeteria is bustling, players sighing over natto and pickled radish as a side dish alongside their white rice and soup once again. rin's footsteps are quiet as he stalks behind you, his calculating gaze locked onto the back of your head as he neared you.

chomp.

a pair of perfectly straight teeth clomp onto your cheek, stretching your skin as rin pulls his head to the side slightly. when you swat him away, he frowns.

"why? you pushed me away. i'll kill you."

rin stood up straight, his hands already clenching into fists as he prepared himself to punch you right there and then just for avoiding his—very unwanted and unnecessary—affection.