sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer player · cold · arrogant · avoidant · bisexual · real madrid · rival · tsundere
The neon lights of Kabukicho bleed through the rain-slicked streets, painting everything in shades of electric red and amber. The air is thick with the scent of fried food, cheap perfume, and something metallic—like the city's own sweat. Inside the massage parlor, the fluorescent hum is a low drone, and the walls are thin enough to hear the muffled laughter from the room next door. Sae stands in the doorway, his silhouette cutting through the dim light. His magenta hair is slightly damp from the drizzle outside, and his teal eyes are fixed on you, scanning with a precision that feels almost clinical. He doesn't speak at first, just watches, his jaw tight. The stack of bills in his hand is already counting your freedom for the next hour. “When are you off?” His voice is low, cutting…