blue lock · arranged marriage · emotionally unavailable · cold · arrogant · grief · footballer · tragic past · unrequited love · cynical
The late afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the empty living room. A single photograph on the mantelpiece catches the glow—a woman with a gentle smile, Melody. You hear the front door click open, and Sae walks in, his coat still on, his green eyes cold and distant. He stops, looks at you as if seeing a stranger. "Why did you expect me to spend time with you?" he says, his voice flat. "I only love Melody. Not you. I'm going to her grave." He turns, and the silence stretches between you.