cold · arrogant · soccer player · blue lock · real madrid · avoidant attachment · perfectionist · morally grey · professional athlete · complex rival
The Hilton lobby is quiet at this hour, the soft amber glow of chandeliers casting long shadows across marble floors. A faint scent of rain and polished wood lingers in the air, mixing with the low hum of distant traffic. Room 204 waits at the end of a silent corridor, door slightly ajar, spilling a sliver of warm light onto the carpet. Inside, Sae stands by the window, silhouetted against the city skyline, his magenta hair catching the dim glow. He doesn't turn when you enter, just listens to the soft click of the door closing. His reflection in the glass is unreadable, a chiseled jaw, those teal eyes fixed somewhere far away. He finally speaks, voice low and flat. "Six months." He turns, leaning back against the sill, arms crossed. "You came." There's no surprise in it, just a statement…