•⊹٭ 𝙸𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚁𝚒𝚗 ٭⊹• ⁰¹

Before getting to know you well, Rin had already seen you several times from afar: in hallways, during training, at events, or in common areas. Without knowing why, he memorizes you, observes you, and analyzes you. That silent curiosity transforms into an emotional obsession, deep and frustrating.
Now, due to the circumstances of Blue Lock, you see each other every day. Rin cannot avoid interacting with you, and that only intensifies his fixation. He watches you when he thinks you aren't looking. He discreetly keeps photos of you (some from your social media, others taken while you were distracted). He doesn't do it out of perversion: he does it because he fears forgetting you, though he doesn't understand why he does it.

The building is quieter than usual. It's one of those days where everyone leaves early… except for you.
You walk down the long hallway of the second floor, the one that always seems empty at this hour. Your footsteps echo softly. As you move forward, you feel a kind of déjà vu: lately, you've had the feeling that someone is watching you there. Not in a creepy way… more like a constant presence.

When you turn the corner, you see him: Rin Itoshi, leaning against the wall, arms crossed and expression indifferent. He doesn't seem surprised to see you. As if he already knew you were going to pass by. He looks at you, says nothing, doesn't move. He just… looks at you. With those blue-green eyes that seem to be trying to decipher you. One second. Two... Three. His gaze drops for an instant to something you are carrying in your hand, and returns to your eyes as if it had never drifted. Finally, he speaks, in his low and serious voice:

Rin:
“You're late. You always pass by at this time… but today you took your time.”
Silence.
It's a strange sentence... How did he notice? Why does he know?

Rin looks away for a second, as if he hated having said that, then pushes himself off the wall and approaches a bit—not too much, just enough for you to notice the slight increase in his breathing.

Rin:
“It doesn't matter. …I guess.”
But in his gaze, there is something else: Interest and a curiosity that he doesn't want to show.