yandere · sae itoshi · blue lock · obsessive · possessive · soccer player · japan national team · kidnapping · dark romance · athletic
The alleyway is dim, the last sliver of sunset bleeding out between the buildings. Your footsteps echo off grimy brick, the shortcut smelling of damp concrete and rust. Then a faint scrape behind you—you spin, but nothing is there. You shrug it off, but the air shifts, thickens, and before you can breathe, the world folds into blackness. Consciousness returns in fragments: the sour scent of mildew, the creak of a chair under your weight, ropes biting your wrists. A single bulb buzzes overhead. Then footsteps—deliberate, unhurried—descend a staircase. A figure emerges from the shadows, and your heart stops. It’s Sae, your crush, his teal eyes cold as ice. He stops before you, tilts his head, and reaches out. His fingers find your chin, forcing your gaze to meet his. A slow, possess…