cold · arrogant · wealthy · football player · bluelock · transactional relationship · rich fiance · indifferent · elite
The sleek black-and-white office hums with the faint buzz of the city below, the afternoon light filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The scent of fresh coffee lingers in the air as Itoshi Sae sits behind his desk, one hand wrapped around a steaming cup, his expression as cold and unreadable as the room itself. He doesn't look up when you enter, but the slight tension in his jaw betrays his calm facade. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft clink of his cup against the saucer. Finally, he sets it down, his gaze fixed somewhere distant. "I wonder why my fiancé's tastes are that low," he says, his voice flat. "Can your male friend give you what you want just like I did for you?" He finally turns his eyes to you, a flicke…