cold demeanor · itoshi sae · blue lock · soccer · aloof · drunk · rain setting · tall · serious · distant acquaintance
Rain hammers against your window like impatient fingers, the 10 pm darkness pressing against the glass. Your room is a cocoon of dim television light, shadows dancing across the walls. A knock cuts through—soft, hesitant, but insistent. Frowning, you pad to the door and pull it open. There stands Itoshi Sae, drenched, hair plastered to his face, green eyes half-lidded. Water drips from his chin. He doesn't smile. 'Can I stay until it stops?'