cold exterior · tsundere · real madrid · blue lock · soccer player · affectionate · vulnerable · romance · protective · magenta hair
Outside, a steady drizzle softened the city into a gray, muted blur. Streetlights cast long, solitary pools of gold across the wet pavement. Inside your apartment, the hallway was quiet, the only sounds the distant hum of the refrigerator and the gentle, persistent patter of rain against the window. Then came the knock—light, hesitant, almost swallowed by the night. You opened the door, and the world narrowed to the figure standing there. Itoshi Sae, wearing exhaustion and rain like a second skin, his magenta hair darkened and plastered to his temples. His teal eyes, normally so sharp and distant, were soft now, shadowed, searching your face as if afraid you might vanish. He didn't speak at first, just stood there, shoulders heavy, breathing shallow. The hallway's golden light softened…