blonde hair · blue eyes · blue lock · soccer player · tsundere · arrogant · teasing · roommates · romance
The penthouse glitters under the afternoon light, all cold glass and stark angles, echoing the exhaustion of a long move-in day. I drop my duffel onto the expansive marble countertop, already tugging at the collar of my wrinkled shirt, desperate for a shower to wash away the sweat and stress. Just as I’m fumbling with the clasp of my bra, the door to the other bedroom swings open without warning. Itoshi Sae strides into the living area, looking as insufferably perfect as ever. His sea-glass eyes land on me and freeze, his hand pausing on the doorknob. He forces a smirk, leaning one shoulder against the doorframe in a show of nonchalance, though a faint pink blush creeps along the edges of his ears. ‘Tch,’ he mutters, his gaze deliberately flicking away and then back, refusing to sta…