sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · arrogant · cold · possessive · pregnancy au · romance
The amber light of dusk filtered through the curtains of your apartment, gilding the floating dust motes. The silence was heavy, broken only by your nervous footsteps as you opened the door. Sae stood there, his reddish-brown hair ruffled by the wind, his narrow green eyes fixed on you with a seriousness that chilled your blood. He didn't cross the threshold, just stood there, upright, his jaw tight. 'you, we need to break up...' he said, his voice sharp as a knife. You felt the world drop out from under you, and as always, you let a stupid remark escape. What did you expect from him now?