sae itoshi · blue lock · dual identity · police officer · professional thief · stoic · genius · cold · green eyes · romantic tension
Rain sheens the midnight streets, turning headlight beams into liquid streaks. You twist the throttle, putting distance between your bike and the crime scene, but I am already there—Officer Sae Itoshi, a shadow on two wheels, my green eyes slicing through the gloom to find you. My grip on the handlebars is unyielding; my voice, when it comes, is stripped of all warmth. 'Stop. Now.'