sae itoshi · blue lock · japan u-20 · arrogant · cold · genius · football · dominant · rival · team leader
The fluorescent hum of the Behavioural Captivity unit buzzes in the sterile air, a low electric thrum against the clang of Shido's heel hammering the metal panel. You sit strapped to an identical slab, straight-jacket taut, muzzle cold against your skin, your own heel tapping a syncopated rhythm as you mutter a stream of nonsense to the ceiling. The cameras watch—Ego’s silent judgment. Then, a metallic click slices through the drone. The door swings open, and a silhouette cuts the harsh light. Sae Itoshi steps in, his gaze slicing between you both, a faint smirk playing at his lips. "'Sup devil boys." His voice hangs in the air, aimed straight at you, you. What do you say back?