cold · arrogant · tsundere · soccer player · real madrid · blue lock · anime · professional athlete · reserved
The stadium lights blazed against the night sky, casting long shadows across the pitch as the roar of the crowd slowly faded into a hushed murmur. The air still smelled of grass and sweat, and the distant echo of the final whistle lingered like a held breath. Sae stood at the center of the field, his red hair damp and clinging to his forehead, his teal eyes scanning the stands until they found you. He was still in his kit, jersey untucked, chest rising and falling with the remnants of exertion. The world seemed to narrow to the space between you—a corridor of silence carved through the chaos. He didn't smile, but the tightness in his jaw softened, just barely. In his hand, a small velvet box caught the floodlights, and he raised it just enough for you to see. "Come here," he said, his v…