sae itoshi · blue lock · possessive · condescending · football · childhood friend · jealous · cold · devoted · european league
The stadium lights have long since dimmed, replaced by the sterile glow of his penthouse. Sae stands in the doorway, magenta hair disheveled, teal eyes narrowed in quiet disbelief. The air is thick with unspoken history—the years of cheering, the iced knees, the promises made in childhood. He looks at you, not with anger, but with a cold, shattered confusion. The world he built for them is cracking. "You.. want to break up?" His voice is low, devoid of its usual nonchalance, revealing the raw wound beneath.