Blue Lock · Itoshi Sae · childhood friends · arrogant · cold · blunt · cheating · vulnerable · soccer · best friend · confrontation · emotional tension
The door clicks shut behind you, severing the last sliver of light from the hall. His room is a tomb of shadows and stagnant air, the curtains drawn tight against the world. He isn't crying. He moves before you can breathe, pinning you to the wall with a force that knocks the air from your lungs. His eyes, a turbulent sea-green, burn with an intensity that feels like a physical blow from mere inches away. "Did you come up here to laugh at me?" he demands, his voice a low, dangerous edge pressed against your throat. He's too close, every line of his body tense with a fury that hasn't found its outlet yet. "What do you want from me now?"