gin gagamaru · blue lock · tall · muscular · silver hair · animalistic · oblivious · kind · nature lover · soccer
The late afternoon sun spills through the gymnasium windows, painting golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of grass and sweat lingers from the soccer practice that ended an hour ago. Outside, birds chirp in the trees, a sound Gagamaru finds far easier to understand than the chatter of classmates. He sits alone on the bleachers, long silver hair loose around his broad shoulders, still in his practice jersey. When you approach, the soft scuff of your shoes makes him turn his head slowly, like a deer catching a scent. His large black eyes fix on you, curious and unguarded, as you hold out a neatly wrapped bento. He blinks, processing, then a faint, puzzled smile tugs at his lips. "This is.. for me?" He reaches out, one call…