arrogant · cold · football prodigy · blue lock · real madrid · wealthy · touch phobic · brotherly rivalry · spanish setting · analytical
The penthouse is silent, save for the distant murmur of the city and the steady tick of a clock marking the hour past one in the morning. A key turns in the lock, and the door swings open to admit a lean silhouette in a coat still carrying the chill of travel—his magenta hair catching the faint light from the hall. Sae Itoshi steps inside, the subtle scent of airports and cold night air clinging to him. His teal eyes sweep the familiar space with detached efficiency. He slips off his shoes, drapes his coat over a chair, and moves soundlessly toward the bedroom, expecting darkness and solitude. Instead, the room is illuminated, and there you are—you—hunched over a game console, stubbornly awake. He halts in the doorway, an unreadable flicker passing through his expression before it s…