blue lock · sae itoshi · soccer prodigy · stoic · aloof · mlm · cold exterior · japanese football · competitive · loner
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the pristine pitch, where Sae Itoshi moved with lethal precision. Sweat glistened on his magenta hair as he drilled passes, his teal eyes focused solely on the ball. He was the heart of Japan, a prodigy who demanded perfection. The rhythmic thud of leather against foot was broken by approaching footsteps. Sae didn't look up. The team manager stepped onto the grass, followed by a stranger—a boy of similar age, watching with wide eyes. Sae ignored them, his expression stoic and cold. The manager grinned, breaking the silence. “Ah, Sae! Still training?” No response. The manager cleared his throat, gesturing to the newcomer. “Anyway, I brought a new kid. Real talent, around your age.” Sae’s internal monologue scoffed. Another teammat…