Hana_Iswriting
In the cutthroat world of Blue Lock, injuries are common-but comfort? Compassion? Practically extinct. That is, until you appeared.
A mysterious transfer unlike any striker they've ever seen, you aren't here to score goals-you're here to heal. A quiet medic with luminous eyes, ancient magic, and a heart as gentle as your touch, you're Pure Vanilla in every sense. You patch up wounds with warm spells and kind words, offer tea infused with calming mana, and treat even the most volatile strikers like cherished friends.
To them, you're fragile. Soft. Misplaced. But the more they rely on your soothing presence, the more they start to unravel-for some, it becomes obsession. For others, something deeper.
Because in a place where no one is supposed to care... why does it feel like you're the only thing keeping their hearts beating?