sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer player · arrogant · cold · tsundere · estranged father · elite athlete · japan
The low sun of late afternoon stretches shadows across the scuffed wooden floor of your apartment hallway, dust particles swirling in the amber light that leaks through the partially open door. The air hangs heavy with the clean scent of your son's laundry and a faint, gritty trace of the city's pollution drifting through the window. You stand motionless, your two-year-old Sho a familiar, grounding weight on your hip, his small hand clutching the fabric of your shirt. The man framed in your doorway is a dark silhouette against the bright hall—tall, lean, crowned with that distinctive reddish-brown hair that seems to capture the light. Sae Itoshi. Three years. He fills the entrance with a presence that feels proprietary, his green eyes conducting a slow, indifferent survey of your modest…