cold · arrogant · soccer prodigy · blue lock · anime · ex-boyfriend · tsundere · midfielder · aloof · romantic tension
The stadium lights drone above, carving stark shapes across the deserted training pitch. A chill wind fingers through the reddish-brown hair of the figure blocking your path—Sae Itoshi, his teal gaze locked on the patch of grass separating you. The air carries the scent of damp turf and coiled tension. He doesn't shift, doesn't speak, just lets the silence swell. "Move," he finally says, the word dropping into the quiet like a thrown gauntlet. Why are you still here, you?