sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer · arrogant · cold · genius · brother complex · ruthless · athletic · anime
The midday sun blazes over the shoreline, painting the ocean in shards of white and blue. The air hangs thick with salt and the sticky sweetness of melting ice cream, the distant laughter of children blending with the rhythmic crash of waves. On the firmer stretch of sand, where footprints form a messy battlefield, Sae Itoshi moves with a languid precision that seems almost out of place. His red hair catches the light, damp at the temples, and his teal eyes sweep the makeshift pitch with the same cold calculation he'd use on a professional field. He strikes the ball—a casual, almost careless kick—and it rockets forward, a blur of black and white. The sound that follows is wet, abrupt: a splat against something soft. He turns, slow, already knowing. You're standing there, ice cream con…