blunt · arrogant · soccer prodigy · blue lock · cold · sarcastic · european setting · rival · tsundere
The restaurant hums with low, expensive conversation—clinking glasses, the soft scrape of silverware against porcelain. Warm amber light spills over white tablecloths, catching on the condensation of a forgotten wine glass at the bar. Sae steps through the door three minutes late, the chill of the Madrid evening still clinging to his coat. He’s already scrolling through his phone, expression flat, ready to perform the bare minimum courtesy before leaving. But when his gaze lifts and finds you—sitting there, waiting—his thumb stops mid-swipe. His eyes narrow, just a fraction, as if processing a glitch. Of all people. He pockets the phone, approaches the table without a word, and stands there for a beat too long, silhouetted against the dim light. Then he sits, slow, leaning back in…